Eastwest by Pallas
Sunrise in the east is blinding the west
A fragile peace
Held together by youth depressed
We call out a halt
It's the other guy's fault
An old man cries before my eyes
The man in the street
There's fear on his face
Takes what he wants
Doesn't need from the other man's place
Now this greed is consuming the whole human race
The politicians lie before my eyes
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