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Old men crying, young men dying, |
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World still turns as father time |
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Looks on |
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On and on, |
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Children playing, dreamers praying, |
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Laughter turns to tears |
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Love has gone, has it gone? |
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Oh, it's a hard road |
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Oh, it's a hard road |
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Poets yearning, lovers learning, |
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On this path of life we pass along |
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Is it wrong? |
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Widows weeping, babies sleeping, |
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Life becomes the singer and the song |
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Sing along |
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Oh, it's a hard road |
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Carry your own load |
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Why make the hard road? |
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Why can't we be friends? |
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No need to hurry |
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We'll meet in the end |
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Why make the hard road? |
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Why can't we be friends? |
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No need to worry |
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Let's sing it again |
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Brother's sharing, mother's caring, |
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Nighttime falling victim to the dawn |
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Shadows mourn, |
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Days are falling, time is calling |
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To the Earth another life is born |
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Love line drawn |
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Oh, it's a hard road |
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Carry your own load |
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Oh, it's a hard road... |
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We're living in sorrow |
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We're living the best |
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And look to the future |
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'Cause life goes together now... |