If we woke
From our sleep
There might be
Something sweet to see.
If we go
We might find
Our way to another
Place and kind.
It's our time.
If we woke
We might start something
Make up everything
Make up anything
And we'd know
How hard and easy,
Fast but freely,
We would roll.
Bloody people know this is bad
Bloody people know this can't be it
Bloody people hiding behind
Bloody people fighting in the street
The other way is something we cannot see
The other way is out of our reach
But bloody people will die
Bloody people often go and die.

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