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From he Debris, It is Well
When the whisper of the wind
Chose to scream
When everything
Would never be the same
Everything I know
"I don't think we'll make it"
Remnants of the past
Scattered in the ash
With cameras in the sky
My nightmares had come alive
"How do you feel?"
"Did everyone survive?"
I'm suffocating, leave me be
Your cameras cannot catch
All that I've seen
It will never be the same
So I sifted through the ashes
And lifted the trees
To erase the nightmare
And clean the debris
I will never be the same
But there's a brighter light of day
I have much more to say
We will never break
Nothing will ever be the same
They told me it would never be the same
But the darkening sky shattered more than the day
It just blew us all away
Chose to scream
When everything
Would never be the same
Everything I know
"I don't think we'll make it"
Remnants of the past
Scattered in the ash
With cameras in the sky
My nightmares had come alive
"How do you feel?"
"Did everyone survive?"
I'm suffocating, leave me be
Your cameras cannot catch
All that I've seen
It will never be the same
So I sifted through the ashes
And lifted the trees
To erase the nightmare
And clean the debris
I will never be the same
But there's a brighter light of day
I have much more to say
We will never break
Nothing will ever be the same
They told me it would never be the same
But the darkening sky shattered more than the day
It just blew us all away
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