Around a field of lost dreams
100,000 times the sad song
Played on 600 jaded screens
No shouts of jubilation there
Only tears of girls and boys
While they watch the broken
Battered with a silent voice
They will never see tomorrow
Never seeing the light of day
They will witness to the sorrow
Sadness never to fade away
Sitting there as a quiet prayer
60,000,000 silenced voices
For they wait and pray there
Lamenting fields of choices
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