CANVAS BAG

What have you seen is not for my eyes
Just an excuse for peace to turn out to be a lie
You were not alive but you hold the memories inside
Taken along for the change of lives

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Woven in you is the pain of history
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Mud or sand carried to many lands
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A companion no one understands

Learning to forget but desiring to remember
As the mind navigating the rapids of a river
Celebrated and degraded in the same breath
Memorialized the living death

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Woven threads now called home
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No hero's welcome only to be left alone
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Promises made to one day forget

Everything is forgotten in you
Filled with political promises never to come true
Carried on the back of an innocent man
Wondering what is the master plan

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Woven survivor faded green the nightmares you have seen
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Forgotten in a closet but your memories in the minds of lost lives
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Your journey is filled with unanswered questions why but defined as freedom




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