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We keep searching for the one
Yet despise everyone
We often take all things for granted
And consistently seek a second chance
We keep seeking answers afar
Avoiding what's right where we are
We dream to be in a better place
With the comfort of a familiar face
We yearn to be side by side listening to Mozart's
But you can't unscar a broken heart
We wish we were in the past
Yet disregard the Holocaust's sorrow cast
We daydream of the '60s, so serene
When life seemed simpler, pristine
We acknowledge we're capable of more
But neglect the wisdom others implore
We would fight and tear the world apart
Maybe I was absent or listening to fast
Bury those sadness in your eyes
Because darling, this too shall pass