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Our New Home


Staring out at an active land

Fake clouds cover the sky

The cement jungle we don’t know

Covers the green we used to roam

This is now our new home

 

Fake clouds cover the sky

The land is dying but they don’t care

Covers the green we used to roam

This is now our new home

 

The land is dying but they don’t care

We’ve flown this cement land that has no end

This is now our new home

Staring out at an active land

 
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