Land Of Peace
Far behind the loving sea
Where the sun goes down,
Where the birds fly toduring Winter
To find shelter when it snows.
People live there happily
No crime, no war.
Looking after each other,
Over here it's dark and cold
With no bird to fly above.
Looking at the ghostly moon,
Hoping for a star.
While sitting near the loving sea
Looking at the other side,
Knowing someday it will come,
And never be the same.
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