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Sun on the Reaping
Verse 1:
Every footstep is counted (in the arena.)
Every glance is watched (in the arena.)
Every breath is monitored (in the arena.)
Every fear is exposed (in the arena.)
(instrumental)
Verse 2:
(In the arena) every death booms out.
(In the arena) every cry rings loud.
(In the arena) every friend is gone.
(In the arena) every silence is a song.
Verse 3:
I’m sorry, I’m sorry (Lenore Dove.)
I wish I could have saved you (my love.)
My mistakes—I will pay the price.
My life—I will die if I must.
(silence)
Verse 4:
This president is my best friend;
We are great allies.
We exchange gumdrops of death,
Now it’s his time to die.
(instrumental build-up)
Verse 5:
I will project my poster
Into the mountains of District 12!
I don’t care, I don’t care if you can muster
The gift to hang me.
Verse 6:
I’m sorry, Lenore Dove— (hmm)
I let the sun rise again (hmm.)
But I can’t stop the sun
To shine on the reaping.
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~ inspired by Sunrise on the Reaping by Suzanne Collins ~