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Holland, 1945
CThe only Ggirl I've ever loved CWas born Gwith roses in her eyes CBut then Gthey buried her alive One evDening 1945 CWith Djust heGr sister at her side DAnd only weCeks before the guns DAll came anGd rained on everyone DNow she's aC little boy in Spain DPlaying piaGnos filled with flames DOn empty riCngs around the sun DAll sing toC say my dream has come CBut now we Gmust pick up every piece COf the liGfe we used to love CJust toG keep ourselves CAt least Denough to carry on CAnd now we Gride the circus wheel CWith your darGk brother wrapped in white CSays it wGas good to be alive But Dnow he rides a comet's flame
CAnd wDon't beG coming back again GThe EarDth loCoks better from a star DThat's riGght above from where you are DHe didnC't mean to make you cry With sDparks tGhat ring and bullets fly On eDmpty riCngs around your heart The woDrld jusCt screams and falls apart But noCw we muGst pick up every piece OfC the liGfe we used to love CJust to keep ourselves GAt leDast enough to carry on
AnGd here'Cs wheGre your mother sleeps AnGd here Cis thGe rooDm where your brothers were born GIndenCtioGns in the sheets WherGe theCir bodiGes onDce moved but don't move anymore CAndG itC's Gso sad to see the world agree ThatG they'dC rathDer see their faces fill with flies GAll wheCn I'dD want tGo keep white roses in their eyes