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If I told you he was your brother |
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We could reminisce |
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Then you would go about your day |
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If I said you ought to give him some of your water |
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You'd shake your canteen and walk away |
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The perception that divides you from him |
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Is a lie |
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For some reason you never asked why |
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This is not a black and white world |
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You can't afford to believe in your side |
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This is not a black and white world |
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To be alive |
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I say that the colours must swirl |
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And I believe |
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That maybe today |
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We will all get to appreciate |
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The Beauty of Grey |
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If I told you she was your mother |
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We could analyze the situation and be gone |
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If I said you ought to give her |
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Some of your water |
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Your eyes would light up like the dawn |
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The perception that divides you from her |
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Is a lie |
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For some reason we never asked why |
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This is not a black and white world |
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You can't afford to believe in your side |
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This is not a black and white world |
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To be alive |
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I say the colors must swirl |
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And I believe |
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That maybe today |
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We will all get to appreciate |
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The beauty of gray |
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Look into your eyes |
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No daylight |
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New day now |
