اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
New Horizons, unclaimed lands
Await us beyond the walls of our cantonment
I'll return to the Far Pavilions
You can't let it get you down
You were raised on the edge
Of this unnamed ghost town
There, a million far pavilions
Gaze down from up on their heights
Where their eyes, full of wonder wait to greet you
As you rise, feel the world you know divided up
Above and below
Let the roads lead you back
To those places you lived
Brick fields full of cut glass
Where the sidewalks strangled you
As you cradled your friend as he died from a gun wound
Past love and hatred lies our greatness
