https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iR3YbjoNMyYOnce I was there
Standing outside
Looking in
Beside my window
Smiling face, shattering
It's an old man's pride
That climbs over understanding
It wasn't your child
That I was hurting
And I turn my back to the world
Well I don't care
What can I say if I see you all as dead
Under the dying sun it comes
Weaving fear but I have none
I know that mushroom cloud
Won't come very near
What do you have to believe in
And all the poison you breathe in
The crystal heart shatters within
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In a time of universal deceit telling the truth becomes a revolutionary act.
