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Spirit rise to greet the sun |
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Takes my hand and beats the drum |
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Tries to make me understand |
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We're as one in a sea of sand |
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I'm praying for rain |
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To see desert flowers again |
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Underground the children sing |
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In spite of what the storm may bring |
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In their hearts a dormant seed |
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Dreams of life beyond the reeds |
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In our hearts and minds we see |
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The hope that springs eternally |
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Whilst underground the hidden stream |
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Flows into the man machine |
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The eagle flies up towards the sun |
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High above the fields of Babylon |
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In one claw he holds an olive branch for peace |
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In the other twelve arrows for his enemies, for his enemies |
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Sons and daughters of America |
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You lay down your lives |
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For the warlords of America |
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Not for your sake, not for mine |