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Night falls like the silence over |
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Sudan Where children run like the blood on the sand |
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And I can taste it like the dust that chokes this land |
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Lined up like cattle at an auction deprived |
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A government sponsored slavery plan |
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Back to the market |
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Of everything that you and |
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I have ever known |
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Impoverished in famine, set me free |
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All alone, wearing only the dreams of their far away home |
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Of endless profit |
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A cowardly silence plagues our land, where children are stolen from the |
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Dinka clan |
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A never ending cycle of slavery |
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And I can taste smokescreen that chokes this land |
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Of everything that you and |
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I've ever known |
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A government sponsored slavery plan |
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All alone, wearing only the dreams of their far away home |
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Branded like cattle at an auction deprived |
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I just want to close my eyes |
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I don't want to agonize |
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Over people |
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I don't know |
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I was asleep until you woke me up |
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And now I see thee faces |
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Of these kids in foreign places |
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When I close my eyes |