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praise god, for it was written in numbers |
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Soon you'll know of the great joy we feel |
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Today day to be able to speak freely |
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And talk eye to eye |
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With a small group of americans |
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We feel that the time has come |
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For your nation to awaken |
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To its true spiritual import |
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And we wish you everything in our power |
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To that realization |
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Four mourning doves searching in the park |
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Saying don't be confused when the night is dark |
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Eleven white swans swimming in a black lake |
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Told me keep it real and you'll find who's fake |
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Two cedar trees half submerged in the water |
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Don't prophesize about sons and daughters |
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One new master of the form tai chi |
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Friends of the accuser and the accusee |
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One pimp using songs as his hussy |
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Won't be here next year to tell you 'bout nothing |
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Two happy kids playing basketball |
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Til a war broke out and killed them all |
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A bunch of ideas like fireflies |
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An eighteen-year-old girl with stars in her eyes |
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We saw the gentle trickster on the highway tonight |
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Keep your mouth closed and your eyes open wide |
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Though the roof may leak in many places |
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Shining faces shining faces |
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May she sleep in peace |
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And wake up in my arms |
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Some day soon some day soon |
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Some day soon some day soon |
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The separation from unity |
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Is the descent of the angels upon the ladder of consciousness |
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The return to unity is the ascent of the angels upon the ladder |
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The descent is good |
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But the unity that comes is expressed diversity |
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But in diversity there would be no concept of separation |
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Those that were numbered |
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Had a path to follow |
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Fly as swift as the swallow |
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Where no enemies can follow |
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The path that was laid for the righteous man |
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Don't promote the fool |
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Claiming he's the wisest man |
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As they slander our name in shame |
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When our aim is to do what comes natural |
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We're hatchin' the fireflies on a river |
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Feelin' straght from my toes, knees, kidneys to my liver |
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Clouds drop down the dew |
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My friends what about you |
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Clouds drop down the dew |
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My friends what about you |
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Though the roof may leak in many places |
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Shining faces shining faces |
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May she sleep in peace |
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And wake up in my arms |
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Some day soon some day soon |
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Some day soon some day soon |
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Though the roof may leak in many places |
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Shining faces shining faces |
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May she sleep in peace |
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And wake up in my arms |
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Some day soon some day soon |
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Some day soon some day soon |