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Drawer back the curtain, |
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Let the sun stream in. |
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So tell me a story, |
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When you're ready, begin. |
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Speak of the peaceful, |
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The gracious, the wise. |
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Let the world hear our laughter, |
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Before it dies. |
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With a beginning, |
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There must be an end. |
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What is the truth of that my friend. |
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From the sound of the joyous, |
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The gentle, the mild. |
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Please look out at life, |
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With the eyes of a child. |
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From the eyes of a child, |
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Keep out darkness and let in light. |
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Let the eyes of a child, |
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See little things that will give him peace, |
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And fill his life. |
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Short is the memory, |
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But long is the hate. |
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For peace on the earth, |
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How long must we wait? |
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Think of the colours, |
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The seasons, the sun. |
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Put an end to the sorrows, |
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That we have begun. |
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From the eyes of a child, |
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Keep out darkness and let in light. |
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Let the eyes of a child, |
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See little things that will give him peace, |
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And fill his life. |
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Drawer back the curtain, |
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The stage is all set. |
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And start on a story, |
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We'll never forget. |
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Tell all the hopeful, |
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The loving, the mild. |
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Then look out at life, |
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With the eyes of a child. |
