Another Good World
I’ve no business with history
Telling me tales of authorities
Their defeats and victories
Their safety worries and warriors
Have no impact on me
Cause I’m too small to contain
That amount of misery
To me it just doesn’t seem sane
To hold the historical pedigree
While the big ones intend to worsen
Everything we could get for free
From a person to person
They may hate me for some big scheme
Their hatred may come from above
But we live in a different dream
We’re another good world, my love.
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