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Another story breaking in a safe and sleepy town Awoke to feel the fury of the fuel from underground There's money in the harbor, it's a blessing and a curse There's houses on the hillside, sigh, safety in a purse And the wind and the rain ran away with us And the newspapers no longer stain There was cold in your bones when the windows shut Like the black smoke has blown from my eyes And there's a scar on the hillside Tremors travel far but I don't feel them like you do Remind you you're human and remind of what we'll lose There's money in the harbor it's a blessing and a curse There's houses on the hillside, safety in a purse And we pray for the rain and the wind to drop For the calm in the eye of the storm There was cold in your bones when the windows shook Like the black smoke has blown from my eyes There's a scar on the hillside And we pray for the rain and the wind to drop For the calm in the eye of the storm There was cold in your bones when the windows shook Like the black smoke has blown from my eyes SongtexteThere's a scar on the hillside And we pray for the rain and the wind to drop For the calm in the eye of the storm There was cold in your bones when the windows shook Like the black smoke has blown from my eyes There's a scar on the hillside Aus Songtexte Mania