How long will we wait for the rising sun
That call all beings to life
When will we see the clear blue sky
That expose all our struggles
When will we sing our song
That show all our harmonies
When will we be call to fight
That solve all the mystery
Just, when will we know how to wait
That tear all our patients apart
We will wait for the time the ocean open its wings for us
Because that is worth waiting
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Eliza Lamia