When the war is over, got to get away
Pack my bags to no place in no time no day
You and I we used each other's shoulder
Still so young, but somehow so much older
How can I go home and not get blown away
Ain't nobody gonna steal this heart away
Ain't nobody gonna steal this heart away
When the war is over, got to start again
stories
steal
madness
shoulder
heart
start
somehow
gonna
nothing
chaos
still
again
shared
around
place
young
plans
blown
trace
glories
cannot
choice
nobody
ordered
sights
older
think
something
numbered
sadness
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