Bosnian rainbows

Worthless

Bosnian rainbows
Sister, I feel the rain grow old
So old and brittle, so old and feeble
The pain is worthless

Sister, I feel the rain grow old
Sister, I feel the rain grow old and blue
Blue like your dead insides, insides!
Sister, I've seen the years by
Miles of dust sustaining life so blue
Blue like your dead insides, insides, insides

The world is worthless
But I... I will live... Live on!
And I live live... Live on
Live on!

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