Against all odds keep rising
And these words, in our winter
Lit our paths summer bright
So, so it hurts to see you fold
High, higher just to hit rock bottom
Sink, sink into depth of untold despair
Its a nightmare
I wish we woke up before it started
Find a place where hearts aren't shattered
And the green bottle is nothing but water
Sit under a tree, tell tales
Like we did when dusty villages brimmed with life
And the Land didn't seem stolen
Now we know the truth
And words cant keep us going
We are nothing
Through the struggle
High but I see your pain
Hope is lost anyway
Gone with the past
April came
Its over
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