Don't look for cracks in the wall,
I know the light is shining through bright,
Brighter than any other day.
The wars are never over,
And the good guys always lose.
You know how the people are lead astray.
Humans are sold and bought again,
Never allowed to be free.
War torn lands, but start again,
Make me a refugee.
The sea is endless, the sky so vast,
The way is never shown.
And as I gaze across the mast,
I'm just a name in the unknown.
The wars are won and fought again,
Everyone is too blind to see.
The white dove is sold and caught again,
Just like the refugee.
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