Poets of the Fall - The Beautiful Ones

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  Flies with a

              
 broken wing, 

             
she's ever so 

              
graceful, so l

              
ike an angel,
            
but I see, tea

             
rs flow quietl

y.
            
  The struggle

              
 she's seen th

              
is spring, whe

 
n nothing come

s dancing,
              
paying a hands

            
ome fee, and s

              
till she smile

     
s at me.

             
 And I can't t

        
ake it, no I c

an't help but 

wonder...

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Why do we sacr

             
ifice the beau

      
tiful ones?
            
How do you bre

              
ak a heart of 


gold?
            
Why do we sacr

             
ifice our beau

      
tiful souls?
            
Heroes of tale

          
s unsung, unto

ld.

            
  Sweet as an 

              
angel sings, s

   
he gives thoug

h she has none

 left but the
            
last one, free

              
, unhesitating


ly.

             
 And I am humb

              
led, I'm a bro

             
ken mirror, an

d I can't help

 but wonder...

Why do we sacrifice the beautiful ones?
How do you break a heart of gold?
Why do we sacrifice our beautiful souls?
Heroes of tales unsung, untold.

Why do we sacrifice the beautiful ones?
Why when they walk with love alone?
Why do we sacrifice our beautiful souls?
Just trying to find their way home.

-- Just listen to the song to get the rhythm. --