| Between forests and trees
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| Between borders where we all on tomorrow
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| But at eighteen we were all lost
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| How can we understand?
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| And for whom does our life now weigh
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| Because only God alone knows what we tremble over
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| Because at eighteen we all just wanted to live
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| Only once was your life over
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| Are you calling me?
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| Are you calling me back to the cut line my friend?
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| Over the years the world has turned
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| When we were young how could we guess
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| Are you looking for me?
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| Are you looking for me now in the dust n your blood?
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| You said you heard God calling to you
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| When it's all over
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| After all these years
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| Far lost we dare to wander in our deeds
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| With soldiers living with borders like crowds
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| How can we understand?
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| Because that forest eats our tracks
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| Born in the dark forest as brothers
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| Praying together in the dark for tomorrow
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| All of a sudden your life was over
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| Are you calling me?
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| Are you calling me back to the cut line my friend?
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| Over the years the world has turned
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| When we were young how could we guess
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| Where are you now?
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| Is your name on it retaining our walls?
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| You were never honored and no one is going now
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| Write about your life and what else you wanted
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| And by those walls
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| I stand for hours
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| But where's your name now my friend?
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| Can not understand them
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| Your soldiers perish
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| Without reason they bear the blame
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| Are you calling me?
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| Are you calling me back to the cut line my friend?
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| Over the years the world has turned
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| When we were young how could we guess
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| Where are you now?
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| Is your name on it retaining our walls?
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| You were never honored and no one is going now
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| Write about your life and what else you wanted
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| And by those walls
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| I stand for hours
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| And by those walls
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| I stand for hours |