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A day is near, darkness gone and |
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The world is clear |
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Children seek the light |
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We close their eyes and we |
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Call it night |
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As dreamer dreams we talk the hours away |
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As planets scheme we change |
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Tomorrow to yesterday |
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Borrow for a time |
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The lack we share is a sacred rhyme |
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Choosing we may find |
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We're on the road and there are |
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No signs |
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Yet we live on hate And thrive on war |
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And we've done our towns |
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What is going down |
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Children raise their voices |
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Questioning all as we give choice |
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Answers flow within |
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Point the way to where we've been |
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And as the music plays |
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And we become all our days |
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That become years of our lives |
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Of our lives |
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And we say we'll love |
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And we say we care |
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And we say we know |
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Everyday that we're here |
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Oh, day is near, darkness gone |
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And the world is clear |
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And the world is clear |
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Every day that we're here |
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Tell me do you care |
