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Stood on the street in the face of a holocaust |
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With thunder in your voice |
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As in the grace of great numbers |
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A world is made |
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To feel your choice |
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And I love you |
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For choosing to live with us |
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And making some noise |
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It's time that we joined our hands |
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Across the world |
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It's time that we joined our hands |
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To save our world |
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Whatever persuasion you are |
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You must open your door |
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If you mean to meet |
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Come and be counted in whispers of multitude |
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And come on your own feet |
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I'd love to be able to say |
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My old grandmother marched |
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To people the street |
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It's time that we joined our hands |
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Across the world |
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It's time that we joined our hands |
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To save our world |
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Before the guardian angels |
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Disappear on puffs of angel dust |
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Drop the bombs and guns and rust |
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And split |
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When this winter is over Elizabeth |
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I will come for you |
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Bearing songs on the wings |
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Of great happiness |
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To sing you through |
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To a far future fountain |
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Of destinies |
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A room with a view |
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It's time that we joined our hands |
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Across our world |
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It's time that we joined our hands |
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To save our world |
