I try to tell myself that I don't know
how I got here
Views of empty plains
and empty skies strikingly clear
Nothing withers nothing dies
Nothing flourishes or thrives
I try to tell myself that
I don't know how I got here
With no birds to sing their song
And no wind to call the breeze
Without your voice to break the silence
I'm the war, I am the violence
Just the noise of police sirens
Calling forth from the horizon
Oh, without anyone, anyone at all
To stand and fight
Without comparison, how can I recall
What's wrong and right?
(Don't pick a fight
I'm here tonight
To live my life
From wrong and right)
how I got here
Views of empty plains
and empty skies strikingly clear
Nothing withers nothing dies
Nothing flourishes or thrives
I try to tell myself that
I don't know how I got here
With no birds to sing their song
And no wind to call the breeze
Without your voice to break the silence
I'm the war, I am the violence
Just the noise of police sirens
Calling forth from the horizon
Oh, without anyone, anyone at all
To stand and fight
Without comparison, how can I recall
What's wrong and right?
(Don't pick a fight
I'm here tonight
To live my life
From wrong and right)
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