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All babies together, everyone a seed |
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Half of us are satisfied, half of us in need |
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Love's bountiful in us, tarnished by our greed |
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When will there be a harvest for the world |
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A nation planted, so concerned with gain |
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As the seasons come and go, greater grows the pain |
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And far too many feelin' the strain |
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When will there be a harvest for the world |
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Gather everyman, gather everywoman |
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Celebrate your lives, give thanks for your children |
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Gather everyone, gather all together |
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Overlooking none, hopin' life gets better for the world |
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Dress me up for battle, when all I want is peace |
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Those of us who pay the price, come home with the least |
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Nation after nation, turning into beast |
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When will there be a harvest for the world |
