.There's a rose that blooms
Through the cracks in the concrete
Staining the prison floor>
There's a pilgrimage waiting
Sat at the doorstep
Rotting beneath the sun
When there's nowhere left to hide, we'll be searching for a shortcut
Ire and denial are as thick as thieve.
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