Varieties of Exile

Every word

Sounds like a siren

Rings through the town

Breaking the silence

It's a good life

Wait and it's over

Every word

Ever

We never had in mind

Pray for next time

If there was doubt

It's getting colder

In a new light

I'd turn it over

I can't decide

If there's another

Hands on your fate

Never

We never had in mind

Pray for next time

We never had in mind

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