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Why is there the sadness in their eyes?
Why are the soldiers here?
Their faces mixed like stone
Can't see what it is that they despise
Dancing with the missing
Dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
They dance with the invisible ones
They dance with the invisible ones
They dance with the invisible ones
