| Dust creeps of the concrete
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| A whirlwind of silence and stillness lost
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| A picture of innocence
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| On the footpath never dreaming of waking up
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| A picture of innocence
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| Through the curtains, I see the angle take to the air
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| A picture of innocence
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| But her clipped wings can not support her
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| A picture of innocence
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| We are the broken we are the fallen
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| You’ll never take us alive
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| Down by the river a shift of a sliver
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| Your broken never alive
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| Talk up the rhetoric your guilt is pathetic
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| You’re broken never a lie
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| Down by the river
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| Dust creeps off the concrete
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| A whirlwind of silence and stillness lost
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| A picture of innocence
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| On the footpath forever dreaming of waking up
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| A picture of innocence
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| Please wake up
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| Don’t just lie there
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| We are the broken we are the fallen
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| You’ll never take us alive
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| Down by the river a shift of a sliver
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| Your broken never alive
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| Talk up the rhetoric your guilt is pathetic
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| You’re broken never a lie
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| Down by the river |