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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