Thursday, November 27, 2008

Lost one.

We've seen those eyes and this beautiful smiles.

And we're wondering, if one day we'll see those again.

It means that we had to go there for us to come back.

It means we walked this path for us to see the skies.





Some places smelled liked burning flesh.

And some people were scarier than ghosts.

It was meant to be, for us to be free.




Can you feel the night?

Can you feel the storm coming?

Can't you see the war is still raging?



We are singing this song

Because we want to be remembered.



We are singing, for the lost ones.

We are singing, for the braves.



The ones that we'll never see again.

The ones that are buried in the sand.

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