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We were young and eager minds to form |
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We were safe and gifted tools |
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And we all bought from the tree |
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Then we found out what it means |
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But what if all we found was an empty culture? |
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What if all we found was a pompous voice? |
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What if all we found was built narrows in our minds |
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Too narrow to let love begin? |
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We were hung up on important things |
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And we lined up one by one |
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And we added to the tree |
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And we sold it to be free |
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But what if all we found was an empty culture? |
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What if all we found was a pompous voice? |
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What if all we found was built narrows in our minds |
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Too narrow to let love begin? |
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Oh, my God |
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We've missed it all |
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Holy one, we've made so small |
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Religious minds, too narrow to let love in |
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But what if all we found was an empty culture? |
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What if all we found was a pompous voice? |
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What if all we found was built narrows in our minds? |
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What if all we found was this? |
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Let love begin |
