This is not America
A little piece of you
The little peace in me will die
For this is not America
Blossom fells to bloom this season
Promise not to stare too long
For this is not a America
There was a time
A storm that blew so pure
For this could be the biggest sky
And I could have the faintest idea
For this is not America
This is not America, this is not
Snowman melting from the inside
Falcon spirals to the ground
So bloody red tomorrows clouds
A little peace of you
The little peace in me will die
For this is not america
There was a time
A wind that blew so young
For this could be the biggest sky
And I could have the faintest idea
For this is not America
This is not America
This is not America
This is nor America
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