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Whatever it was is wasn't manumission |
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To spill the blood, to pull the weed |
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You can bury the past but it's a mausoleum |
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With the ghost of a fist that won't let us be |
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Can we bring it together? |
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Can we call from the mountain to the valley below? |
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Can we make it better? |
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Do we tether the hawk and do we tether the dove? |
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I kicked up the dirt, and |
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I said to my neighbor |
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We keep making it worse, we keep getting it wrong |
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He tucked in his shirt, he stood a little bit straighter |
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We need a few less words dear, we need a few more guns |
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But will it bring us together? |
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Can we call from the mountain to the valley below? |
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Can we make it better? |
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Do we tether the hawk and do we tether the dove? |
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Enduring love why so much and so strong |
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Beyond this short existence? |
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Don't be still say there's a long line behind you |
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And it's hardly worth the mentioning |
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But I will 'cause we may flicker and fade |
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But we never will be through with this |
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I see this world battered but not broken |
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There's a fallow heart and it's waiting on a sowing hand |
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You can grow what you want, but one day it's gonna rise up |
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So plant what you need to make a better stand |
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And we'll bring it together |
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And we'll call from the mountain to the valley below |
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And we'll make it better |
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Let go off the hawk well let go off the dove |
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I sing to you, all you true believers |
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With the strength to see this and not be still |
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I'm telling you now, find the hope that feeds you |
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Don't let 'em bleed you of your will |