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Things falling out of the sky A woman with stones in her eyes Here's hoping that she may find Some asylum to hole up inside A place which is not so unkind Tears breaking waves on a beach Crumbling walls which had never been breached And only the lucky may find Some high ground to wait out the tide A place which is not so unkind Yes here's hoping that they may find Some shelter to crawl in and hide A place which is not so unkind Faces melting like wax in the heat People dying like dogs in the street And love is a word in the sand That a wave wipes away with her hand And the ocean just don't understand So here's hoping that we may find Some asylum to hold up inside A place which is not so unkind Someday, somewhere down the line A place to be free in our minds A world which is not so unkind From Letras Mania