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Second City
Scatter the ashes
Let's find the foundation
And the Cornerstone
we built this all on.
We were all gray,
We were all gray
On that fateful day
I watched the sky turn black
And my lungs screamed for the truth
That air somewhere out there
Existed to be breathed.
This is our Second City
This is our next chance
We don't need your pity
One day we'll dance.
Sift through the fires
That I started that day
The tender blond kindle
Lit by the dried up hay
Oh, how the purge took shape!
It went round, then square
And went on its way
Having no care
Of where we used to pray.
Oh, how the purge did play!
On and on and on and on
To the late sun rays of day
I smiled with the thought
We can start it all over again.
My dear, dear, dearest friend.
we can start it all over again.
And the children played on the dust
Where our home used to be.
