It's okay, it's okay, it's okay
That's all I am supposed to say
When you hound me from my hearth
It's okay
When you strip me of my birth
It's okay
When I shed copious tears
It's okay
When I flee in mortal fear
It's okay
When all my paths are blocked
It's okay
When greedy hands grab my land
It's okay
When each straw is blown away
It's okay
When death rains from skies
It's okay
When severed bits shrivel and die
It's okay
When pain fills hollow eyes
It's okay
When open wounds can't dry
It's okay
When I turn around and snarl
When my battered soul hits back
Let me hear you say
It's okay.
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