Merethe Soltvedt - Volunteer Park | Текст песни

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I am sitting on an ancient, native and tribal burial ground
There are no signs appearent to my eyes to know this
But I've been told that under this green and vibrant beautiful park
A people carried their dead and loved ones to their final resting place

My ignorance provided peace of mind, here
But this new information makes my soul ache, ache
And I can't turn it back

Now I'm looking at these people, wondering do they know
The history and sadness they trample on every day
I used to come to this place on my very best of days
To soak up the sun, but now I've found that heavy clouds reflect it best

My ignorance provided peace of mind, here
But this new information makes my soul ache, ache
And I can't turn it back

What's done is done, regrets won't change a thing
And all we can do is beg for forgiveness
And hope that someday the spirits will find peace

Makes me wonder about other places and cultures from the past
How much is forgotten or ignored. How dare we
Let others' dreams and efforts fade deep into oblivious states
And what will happen when we're all gone. Will anyone remember us

My ignorance provided peace of mind, here
But this new information makes my soul ache, ache
And I can't turn it back
repeat
...no I can't turn it back

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