What about us?
Isn’t it enough,
No we’re not in Paradise.
This is who we are,
This is what we got.
No, this is not our Paradise.
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Forests and deserts
Rivers, blue seas
Mountains and valleys
Nothing here stays
While we think we witness
We are part of the scene
This never ending story
Where will it lead to?
The earth is our mother
She gives and she takes
But she is also a part
A part of the tale.
We're part of a story, part of a tale
Sometimes beautiful
And sometimes insane
No one remembers
How it began.
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