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From war to war, hang up your swords
And rest to heal their wounds
But time has taught, without a thought
Their guns will call the tune
They say it is tha mark of Cain
It's imprinted on our hearts
The shame it is that I should go
Seems we've grown apart
Mostly blind, can't see the signs
They stumble in the dark
My eyes confused, our lives abused
Just trying to make a mark
They say it is tha mark of Cain
It's imprinted on our hearts
The shame it is that I should go
Seems we've grown apart


