Sky pouring sorrow as older wisdom plays
Ancient wounds grip me
As despair comes at me in ever increasing waves
My arms are empty
Trying to embrace and find the love
It’s been a long time coming
Seen so many eagles, few too many doves
Damned by the noise frustrated by the kitsch 
Life is fine sometimes, will never call her bitch
Come to me tenderly 
We’ll find a way somehow
To fix all that’s broken
Fight the future the only way we know how 

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