How true;
What a sad reality
It came out of nowhere
And it rises before me.
I feel small,
But never again
Confident.
How was it?
How about the feeling
Of seeing how they burned for you
My hands in the fire?
Nothing will be the same anymore,
It is the end
Of innocence.
You will no longer see
The Concorde fly over our heads.
I was going to do
A cruel song
Written in your honor,
That would remove this poison from me;
But in a dream I saw
Your soul
Destroyed...
And when I woke up I cried
Because once
I thought I was your sister...
Nothing will be the same anymore;
It's the end
Of innocence.
You will no longer see the Concorde fly over our heads.
You will no longer see the Concorde fly over our heads...

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