Claire.
Broken Promise Land
We Built this city with our hands
And Called it broken promise Land
I Heard the Whispers on the wind
They told me how all this would end
Pick a Point on the horizon
Don't stop until its gone
Pick a Point on the horizon
Let's Take a Loan out on our hearts And give a Piece back every Day
I wave my Flag, but no One sees
Let's Dream ourselves Way from here
Pick a Point on the horizon
Don't stop until its gone
Pick a Point on the horizon
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