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tomorrow

Over the hills and far away
Crossed green fields and rocky clay
I'll someday find my peace
before the day I am too weak

Some made it out
To go back in
One ran away
What pain he's in

One might be sleep
The others do dream
One went to war
She found it hard

Over the hills and far away
Crossed green fields and rocky clay
I'll someday find my peace
before the day I am too weak

What there futures hold
I cannot say
I wish I could help
But one of them is me

Who is to say
None in 10 is me
Let's think back
To what Pruitt said
Written by Ianhelpless (Ian helpless)
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