| On the TV today as well, the utopia of people taking advantage of others
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| Today again another child struck by rain will die.
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| it’s always like that, I’m like that as well, again I pretend not to see it
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| I try to escape from having to control this chaotic world
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| Who’s bad? |
| Hey, why is it like this?
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| Why are young children dying?
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| Adults want status and money and the priceless lives of people keep vanishing
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| In the quick flow of time people’s memories flow away as well
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| Strong people keep deciding on the same things and the affection of the weak
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| disappears
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| Surely everyone will be laughing 'tomorrow'?
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| A small voice will surely be calling out to me
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| One thing that’s sure is that you and me, born on this earth, are only from a
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| different place
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| Why do people hurt? |
| There’s still war in far-off cities
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| On this ruined earth with its tragic past there’s still just those idiots who
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| keep doing the same things
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| The Himeyuri monument (*) I saw as a kid, that’s where I found it, invisible hope
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| After days of peace there are unexpected days and people who’ve grown old,
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| that I’ve happened to meet
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| Roads whith lots of stones lined up, stones with friends' names carved into them
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| Smashed ambitions, a defeated earth
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| I offer my flowers and start walking again…
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| You know, the children who don’t know about peace
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| they watch us who are on the other side of peace and they laugh
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| would anything happen…
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| something stirred deep inside my heart
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| Surely everyone will be laughing 'tomorrow'?
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| A small voice will surely be calling out to me
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| One thing that’s sure is that you and me, born on this earth, are only from a
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| different place |