| Mama I don’t want to run away
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| You know that I could never stay
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| If this letter never reaches home
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| I wave goodbye to you and mei mei
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| You know the placards and the common way
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| You wore the hat that never fades
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| You know the hatred for the grave
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| Of everything you lost that day
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| The rice grows faster than the hands can cut it down
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| I can see it rising in the wind
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| Withered palaces will never stop the rain from falling
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| In between the cracks until the cracks turn into veins
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| Flowing through another reign
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| Don’t fear the truth that holds the world away
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| Don’t fly the flag that never waves
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| I saw a soldier with his gun
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| Listening to the v.o.a.
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| I curse the poster in the people’s way
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| I curse the bottle to its grave
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| And even so I know this rage
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| Connects me with the ones I hate
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| Time will lay its peonies upon your bed
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| Fate will hold you helpless in its net
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| And like a quickly fading song
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| How soon the world forgets |