If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one
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Drying in the colour of the evening sun
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Tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away
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But something in our minds will always stay
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Perhaps this final act was meant
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To clinch a lifetime's argument
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That nothing comes from violence
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and nothing ever could
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For all those born beneath an angry star
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Lest we forget how fragile we are
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On and on the rain will fall
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Like tears from a star like tears from a star
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On and on the rain will say
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How fragile we are how fragile we are
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On and on the rain will fall
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Like tears from a star like tears from a star
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On and on the rain will say
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How fragile we are how fragile we are
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How fragile we are how fragile we are
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Fragil
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| Sting |
