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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