Theyve gone to whatever Theyre leaving us behind Floating... as light as a feather Theyll rise to a different kind Maybe it was better this way Although one could have some doubts For peace we all shall pray Now... silences such a dreadful sound A group of pigeons sing At some time there was a light This should have been a new beginning But the lord is always right... Its not fair...
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