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"Petty politics from up here All your hatred, all your fear Looks like nothing but a stain On the only home we'll ever know You develop this consciousness Instant, burning, clear People orientation Nothing else matters anymore But we're still fighting over nothing Still drawing lines in sand While the whole damn planet burns Right beneath our hands" https://soundcloud.com/hauntshade/quarter-million-miles?in=hauntshade/sets/behind-the-smile