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Through the Window
As I look through the window
color breaks the glass,
into light that shines upon the air
all i know is that today will be fair
when we see others laughing
we need to know more
about our perfect world
through the glass as we share
step through the ground
stomp the unfiltered air
as we march toward fire
we know it will be fine
as we see terrible things
we keep moving toward that window
to see what is happening
all i know is whats through that window
watching on the opposite side
people scared and afraid
separated by a wall
it makes all the difference
through the window through the glass
to our perfect world, its the other side
color breaks the glass,
into light that shines upon the air
all i know is that today will be fair
when we see others laughing
we need to know more
about our perfect world
through the glass as we share
step through the ground
stomp the unfiltered air
as we march toward fire
we know it will be fine
as we see terrible things
we keep moving toward that window
to see what is happening
all i know is whats through that window
watching on the opposite side
people scared and afraid
separated by a wall
it makes all the difference
through the window through the glass
to our perfect world, its the other side
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