Your voice still rings in my ear,
Squeezing and wringing every nerve in there.
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I want the world to know my name
And shout with joy for me.
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There she sits in the corner,
So quiet, silent, so delicate.
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Nothing lasts for all we know
Everything is transient, Oh!
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Palms that feel like stone
Hard and rough with yellow calluses:
From morn til dusk
It reigns the plow
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I am a prisoner…
Who feels I’m not free.
Who talks to nobody.
Who prefers to sit in solitary.
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City is a fierce urban jungle
A place of prickly bushes,
Of fatal creatures waiting
For a right time to strike you down.
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Captured moments was put on a paper
Where our smiles are still
I hold your hand in mine
As we waited for the moment to pass by.
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