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Airplanes falling from the sky
Where did they go
Look at the wars we fight
Television disasters
The fire grows
Consuming all with its
Unending lust for power
Vision sees through all the comfort money can buy
Leaving a mother to say, son I'm sorry about this world
I'm sorry about this world
Love flows just like water through our fingers
