"Restless soul, what do you need?
Wayward heart, how can you feed
on the lies you were told
when you were bought or sold
for the price that's not fit for any man?
bitter child, you fought a war
against the world, they took your soul
along with your fear and all of your tears
that you tried for so long to hide away
I've seen the stars beyond your trees
And they paint a picture that is hope for your disease
I've peered down deep into your soul to find
you're still a child
lover's lie, you bore it all
mother's die, from painful wars
of the soul and the mind that are searching to find
just a piece thats left of your innocence
I've seen the stars beyond your trees
And they paint a picture that is hope for your disease
I've peered down deep into your soul to find
you're still a child
and the victory is won
not from fighting every war
but in losing what you were
just to find out who you are"
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