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Piano
by Kas

1997... it just started
All they could see was pitch darkness
To all the families with big losses
Dead bodies and no coffins
To everybody that were starving
To my grandfather... shot crawling
To the kids that had to see all the bombings
To all the women that was raped by the army
Ahhh... been saying it from the start
Ain't saying I can relate, but you know that I got a heart
Everybody got a story to tell, I got a story aswell
In two words; metaphorical hell
... Burned down their houses and everything they could
Grandma and grandpa kept running through the woods
... Why all this serious pain, I wonder
God works in mysterious ways

I wanna be alone... and play the piano...
I'm about to cry for everything that I do know...
I wanna be alone... and play the piano...
I can't imagine what these people have been through

May we please have a moment of silence... (shhh)
For the non-survivors
Who stood against an army of giants
Created a riot, human beings are creating this violence
And I ain't even get it, though
The poor stays poor and the rich get richer, typical
Momma told me she was praying for a miracle
Bought a ticket out, so we became invisible
... Had to sell her jewelry for something less
Just so she could get her family a safe place to rest
Every night I thank God for not experiencing death
Because who knows what would've happened if my parents hadn't left
Ahhh... So, I shed another tear
Back then I was young, wasn't old enough to be scared
I know you're thinking that this is a little corny
But the sad thing is this is a true story

I wanna be alone... and play the piano...
I'm about to cry for everything that I do know...
I wanna be alone... and play the piano...
I can't imagine what these people have been through...

Bridge x2:

Will the storm ever settle?
All we can do is hope for the better
I dropped another tear on my letter
Sometimes I wonder is it God or the devil

I ask myself the same question every day
How can a human being decide if another human being should live or die?
I mean like... how can a man kill another man, cold blooded?!
I don't understand?
This is crazy!
Matter fact
This is madness!
Cause some people are born rich and fortunate
And others might not have food on their plates!

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