The papers say they’re considering dropping the bomb
It’s ominous prospect to the old and the young
How did this come to pass?
How did this come to be?
Orville has lilacs
If we really saw them
we could’ve been set free
Praise love
Cut us loose
Please let us go
This throttle contract causes damnation and woe
Hoping for better days
a change in our ways
a love that truly obliterates the way we behave
Live up to the prospect of light after gloom
Lilacs strewn
Let your energy fuse with together
with the lights surrounding the moon
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