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Hollow pigeons
On the roof
Her wings soared away
Weapons of our youth
Being rusted away
Ana, Ana
The birds wouldn't return
To listen and tell
Ana, Ana
Don't stop to wonder what's now
Light surrounds her
As she waited for her love
Drowning in another's dust
That cannot surface past us
Ana, Ana
The birds wouldn't return
To listen and tell
Ana, Ana
Don't stop to wonder what's now
Ana, Ana
The birds wouldn't return
To listen and tell
Ana, Ana
Don't stop to wonder what's now
Ana, Ana
The birds wouldn't return
To listen and tell
Ana, Ana
Don't stop to wonder what's now