Falling into pieces
fall into the sea.
White horses are galloping in front of me.
We pause here for a moment to let them see
what happened when Aleppo fell, fell into the sea
Dreams may feel forlorn
as a cold wind rushes over the storm.
I fear no end in sight.
Ambiguous, what might seem right.
All I thought was love
turned out to be something else.
If what you feel is love,
then don’t let it turn into something else.
I saw it in a photo, I saw it on TV.
Ninety-thousand dead this year, I couldn't even breathe.
It shouldn’t even matter now, the world would not believe.
What happened when Aleppo fell, fell into the sea.
fall into the sea.
White horses are galloping in front of me.
We pause here for a moment to let them see
what happened when Aleppo fell, fell into the sea
Dreams may feel forlorn
as a cold wind rushes over the storm.
I fear no end in sight.
Ambiguous, what might seem right.
All I thought was love
turned out to be something else.
If what you feel is love,
then don’t let it turn into something else.
I saw it in a photo, I saw it on TV.
Ninety-thousand dead this year, I couldn't even breathe.
It shouldn’t even matter now, the world would not believe.
What happened when Aleppo fell, fell into the sea.
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