I am a sucker for
rumors about peace
treaties and cease fires
willing to believe
what I want, to come true
the slightest hint an armistice
is in the makiing,
perks up my spirits
ignites my hopes
already I am making plans
it'so easy to fool me
again and again
my moral fiber
no better than others,
yet has faith, reasonance in tune
with the circadian rythmn
of the man in the moon
from armistice to Oslo
The road map and Geneva
al all children of what i want
I am trapped by desires, fantasies
and dreams that have not come true
are you a sucker too
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