We turn away to face the cold, enduring chill As the day begs the night for mercy Your sun so bright it leaves no shadows, only scars Carved into stone on the face of earth The moon is up and over one tree hill We see the sun go down in your eyes You ran like river to the sea Like a river to the sea And in our world a heart of darkness, a firezone Where poets speak their hearts, then bleed for it Jara sang, his song a weapon, in the hands of love You know his blood still cries from the ground It runs like a river to the sea Like a river to the sea I don't believe in painted roses or bleeding hearts While bullets rape the night of the merciful I'll see you again when the stars fall from the sky And the moon has turned red over one tree hill We run like a river to the sea Like a river to the sea
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