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| Version | User | Scope of changes |
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| Dec 30 2006, 3:36 AM EST (current) | Peacewytch | 5 words added, 5 words deleted |
| Dec 30 2006, 3:35 AM EST | Peacewytch | 163 words added |
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The color of skin on a crying face
A look so sad you can't find your place
Walk with me beneath the sky
You never ask or wonder why
You call this Heaven
You call this Heaven
A painted picture of the city at night
The pain is dripping from a brush that's held too tight
A baby's crying for his mother not to be laone
Welcome to a world that's mending
All the rips are swensewn
You calcall lthisthis heavenHeaven
You call this Heaven
You call this heavenHeaven
You call this Heaven
You call this Heaven
You call this Heaven
School is out but only for the ones with silver spoons
Counting sheep like they were lions from the darkest rooms
We kill the earth and along the way we choke the sea
Spilling hatred from below the roots of every tree
You call this Heaven
You call this Heaven
You call this Heaven
You call this Heaven
You call this Heaven
A look so sad you can't find your place
Walk with me beneath the sky
You never ask or wonder why
You call this Heaven
You call this Heaven
A painted picture of the city at night
The pain is dripping from a brush that's held too tight
A baby's crying for his mother not to be laone
Welcome to a world that's mending
All the rips are swensewn
You calcall lthisthis heavenHeaven
You call this Heaven
You call this heavenHeaven
You call this Heaven
You call this Heaven
You call this Heaven
School is out but only for the ones with silver spoons
Counting sheep like they were lions from the darkest rooms
We kill the earth and along the way we choke the sea
Spilling hatred from below the roots of every tree
You call this Heaven
You call this Heaven
You call this Heaven
You call this Heaven
You call this Heaven
