The destruction of innocence
Strong meadows blow in the breeze
Children laugh and play and tease
No care in the world
Just hand in hand
Somethings they don't understand
People fighting, people yelling
Everyone is going crazy;-running
War is all around
People fall, trip, hit the ground
Everyone hides like little mice
A troubling tornado is on the rise
Everything flips nothing is the same
All of a sudden life is not just a game
Whatever happened to that peaceful earth
That was soon destroyed for everything its worth
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