American Plight
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Verse:
Summer came back to life
Born out of dying Spring
The setting Sun was on the run
And sank into the sea

It barely made a splash
So far as anyone could see
And held it's breath one-thousand years
Waiting to be let free

But it lost... the fight... with the tide

Verse:
Then Winter came to shake our hands
Like long forgotten friends
His crooked smile
All frozen on the outside looking in

The crocodile swallowed the child
Just as his life had began
His toothy smile
A faded yellow army of crimson

And we've all... lost sight... of the Light

Chorus:
Now I don't think I'll
Be winning the fight
This new American pride
This new American plight

Now I think it's time
We bury the knife
This new America

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