| Berlin |
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| Treat it like a ghost |
| It will leave you alone |
| For a while |
| For a while |
| These butterfly hopes can’t cross the ocean |
| Caught in a jet stream |
| Won’t fly a while |
| Frost it when we travel alone |
| Side by side with strangers alone |
| We can’t believe were marching alone |
| This can’t be how meant to soldier on |
| The suffering we search for what we know |
| All of us are separate and alone |
| We can’t believe were marching alone |
| This can’t be how meant to soldier on |
