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Chalk Circle - N.I.M.B.Y. lyrics
The silence... carries miles away, Patience, thrust or blind faith, the Station, spreads like a weed, Farmland, home for the disease, Distance; measured with the heart, Enviroment; we are all apart, People, castles, common ground, Mending wall; make it fall down, Where are you going to dig that hole, not in my backyard, Where are you going to burn those eyes, not in my backyard, Where are you going to rape that land, not in my backyard, Where are you going to rake that skin, not in my backyard, If "good fences make good neighbours, thay are a gift from mother nature, walls distort our point of view, like blindness self-imposed upon me and you, Where are you going to dig that hole, not in my backyard, Where are you going to burn those eyes, not in my backyard, Where are you going to rape that land, not in my backyard, Where are you going to rake that skin, not in my backyard, |
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