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I almost cried on the day my country died I almost tried to care They built a wall to protect them from us all We should have left them there Revolution is the first to go The rest is forced to stay Shall I cast this out, this wilted rose? Yeah yeah yeah, no no no Like Pierre Trudeau's walk out in the snow Can it be time to leave? I spent my youth thinking people spoke the truth Now it's hard to think Was I naive to say I do believe That none of us should sink? They sold us out and they sold us short And we're the one's who'll have to pay Shall I cast this out, this wilted rose? Yeah yeah yeah, no no no Like Pierre Trudeau's walk out in the snow Can it be time to leave? Don't go You know it's all the same to me these days I swear it's hard to care Aus Songtexte Mania