What kind of scenery was reflected in those eyes?
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The last twinkling of a star
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Resignation, is that now a thing of the past?
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The night is dark if no one holds the light
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No one knows, no one can name
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What our sparks have illuminated
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Was the dried soil, the charred rubble
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The days when you smiled
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I know that I'm destined to end up forgotten on the other side of the border
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That voice that won't allow me to give in, is it from a former comrade in arms or from my own heart?
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The meaning of existence is always something other than myself,
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For example, if only your voice could reach,
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I feel like I could call the faintly lit fire hope
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I didn't want to see it like this
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The crying that blocked the voice that cried
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"It's scary out there", a loud voice said
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And the reverberations spread, stabbing people
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It's easy to turn a good man into a violent one
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And that one voice is unmistakably justice
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It's always been to protect the wretched beast that he turns into
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On the other side of the border, beaten down
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Grieving, and yet still
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Is that voice that condemns me for pretending to be someone I'm not, an afterimage of my hometown or my own heart?
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The meaning of existence is always something other than myself,
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For example, if only your voice could reach,
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I feel like I could call the faintly lit fire hope
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Every heartless decision I made, every reckless choice I made
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Every defeat I succumbed to, every compromise I made
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Because I hate yesterday, the day I was forced to do this
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So next time, choose me, choose me today
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On the other side of the border
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I see people struggling, people grieving
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If we choose to remain silent, are we accomplices, or can we be people?
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The value of our existence is always within ourselves
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The color of each individual
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If I hold you in my heart, the faint fire that lights up
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Is somehow similar to the last starry sky
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