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inevitable

network FM 107

War is not inevitable

It was like the words were written backwards

And on a tiny grain of sand

But in fact that word gigantic

And written in bold red

Nevertheless I didn’t hear the warning

Of my pending fate

It’s my practice to disregard omens

Until it is too late

Heed the call

Heed the call

Rising from the death, I’ve never seen

Something came and moved me

In a way I’ve never been moved

Lost it in the impulse, lost it in the urge

In a wall of my own feelings

Lost to point of no return

Gave it in a whisper, gave it in a sigh

Cast by myself aside, and I don’t wanna know why

Rising from the death, I’ve never seen

Something came

Heed the call

Heed the call

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