She said 'I swear the sun rises, every morning in the West
And I wake up every evening, wondering why...'
Then I thought of of all the lies
That we could have said instead
And now the moon is dead
She said, 'I've seen your God, and he's just like other men
But he let the world slip, through his hands...
Now he wanders it wondering why
And if he could have been saved
Slip beneath the waves...
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