April
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You've quit dreaming again and I can't see it all clear
How you wake up every morning with a black bird in your head
Let's take this for what it is - you tell me you have change
Will we all change in our own ways, in our own pretty ways ?
Even the most peaceful town once was a battleground
Will we all change in our own ways, will we ever change?
Even in our police states someone dares to demonstrate
But will we all fight in our own ways, in our own pretty ways ?
How you wake up every morning with a black bird in your head
Let's take this for what it is - you tell me you have change
Will we all change in our own ways, in our own pretty ways ?
Even the most peaceful town once was a battleground
Will we all change in our own ways, will we ever change?
Even in our police states someone dares to demonstrate
But will we all fight in our own ways, in our own pretty ways ?
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