I see walking silhouettes on a lavish land

Swarming goods and chanting bands

I hear angry men on top of hills

Preaching hate with twisted spells

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You must follow their lead and never dare

To step aside or even stare

Lest for a moment to wonder

What made us fall asunder?

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I see empty souls in a busy street

Mumbling free with words of deceit

I hear desperate women who like to share

Cold gossip of an old affair

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Surf the crowd to know what's real

Knock every door and break every seal

Perhaps you'll find a little appeal

To sow your seeds and close the deal