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Left Behind

This song was created for Game of Bands round 83 : "Wasteland"


Hey, hello there stranger,
Come rest your legs a while,
I know they've borne you many miles.
Just keep that mask on tightly,
Remember to sleep lightly,
Welcome to New America.
Beg or, Borrow,
Our to-morrow,
We are all that's left behind.
And now the dust hangs heavy,
And all the streets are empty,
But this is where we'll stand our ground.
I know it's not our burden,
To brave the world they hurt and,
To make it right again somehow.
They held, Our ears,
Fed on, Our fears,
Now we're leaving them behind.


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