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14th Day of July


It was the 14th day of July

A boy came to his father telling why

They should've bought a guitar for him soon

They should've bought a harmonica too


It was the 14th day of July

A girl came to her mother asking why

They had not taught her any kind of art

How could she deal with a broken heart?

Next day bombs from the sky

Were dropped, and planes started to fly

Newspaper pieces from the balcony

They're falling down, they're falling on me


But tomorrow never comes, never goes away too

As we all shine on, do we all burn out too?

These thoughts and daydreams of mine

They lied to me once, they're lying to you now


Their lives would never be same again

No, their lives would never be the same


Ten years later, the boy alone

Searching for his double, looking for

Sees a girl who's taking care of kids

This could be him and she could be his


Ten years later, the girl has grown

In the city of Rum where Homer was born

She knows enough, the end is always near

And one end is just another birth for her


So was the 14th day of July

Before bombs were dropped to our lives

It was ordinary just like for everybody else

But you really thought we wanted people's heads


But tomorrow never comes, never goes away too

As we all shine on, do we all burn out too?

These thoughts and daydreams of mine

They lied to me once, they're lying to you now


Their lives would never be same again

No, their lives would never be the same


So long honey-babe, so so long

We cannot make people choose what's right or wrong

It's not our land to rule, we are not that strong

No, I'm not sad at all

You wait for me at the shore


Goodbye lily-white, good goodbye

Let your blue eyes cry, let your heart smile

Keep what you have there, don't let it slide

No, I'm not sad at all

I'll see you at the shore

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