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No fair, sky.
No fair, why
can you cry
when I can’t shed a tear?

No fair, child.
With all your knowledge compiled,
you let your dreams run wild
and grow from you innocent mind.

Not so innocent
anymore when you’ve grown to know
more and more.
Sex and violence,
wars and drugs,
abuse and hatred,
where’s the love?
So much hate coming from the world.
So much pain inflicted on the world.
Nothing given,
everything taken.
But nothings taken.
Nothings given.
Does it really matter?
All your money in the bank?
Does any of it matter?
Enough to break
all the hearts
all the minds
all the hopes
and the dreams
that you do?
As simple as it seems,
That’s all we really have.

But we don’t really have anything,
Do we?

As a shred of paper decays,
the heart does too.
As the diamond ring burns down,
the bones can too.
But we’ve the advantage.
As the world frays,
as that paper decays,
the love still stays.
As the diamond ring burns down,
The love stays true.
And a piece of our lives
will still live through.

What we have is love.
It can't be given or taken.
It can't be rattled or shaken
to the point of giving up.

Sex and violence
Wars and drugs
Abuse and hatred
Never loved.

Don’t worry, sky.
I understand why
You can cry when you look at the earth.
You just want to wash away the pain for the earth.

It’s okay, child.
Don’t worry your innocent mind,
when you don’t know the pain or hate yet.
One day you’ll feel the same.
You’ll look at the sky,
and let it wash away the pain.