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Cross City Union

Last update on: April 24, 2020
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#together against coronavirus

There's an old man in his chair A thousand stories lie beneath his weary stare A lifetime tattooed on his skin

Does he have regret And where did it all begin And he knows it's too late Looking back can be a fools game Are we all just Turning Pages But we never see the words Are we all trapped in these cages Would we change it if we could Tomorrow brings another day What lies inside our heart Determines how life's played Sleeping dogs are left to lie Demons raise their heads But truths can never die And he knows it's too late Looking back can be a fools game Are we all just Turning Pages But we never see the words Are we all trapped in these cages Would we change it if we could Why can't we see it Why can't we feel it As the ink begins to dry The pages never lie Why can't we see it Why can't we feel it As the words that fill the page What's done it's all too late And he knows it's too late Looking back can be a fools game Are we all just Turning Pages But we never see the words Are we all trapped in these cages Would we change it if we could

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