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A small ballad that I've composed a couple of years ago.
Waiting for another road to come
I´ll wait till my soul become numb
What if the stars never shine?
And what if a wounded bird could never fly?
Why things tend to die?
I wish I could run away
Every time I make mistakes
I´ve always find there is no good
Every day I think about the path
They have to die
Did you ever wonder why?