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Muse in the Morning
Docudharma Times Thursday May 14
May 14 2009
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Hey, there, Mister Black Man can you hear me I don’t want your diamonds or your game I just want to be someone who knows to you as me And I will bet my life you want the same
Come and sing a simple song of freedom Sing it like you’ve never sung before Let it fill the air Tell the people everywhere We, the people here, don’t want a war
Seven hundred million are you listening Most of what you read Most of what you read is made of lies But speaking one to one, ain’t it everybody’s sun To wake to in the morning when we rise
No doubt some folks enjoy doing battle Like presidents, Prime ministers and kings So let’s all build them shelves So they can fight among themselves And leave the people be who love to sing
Come and sing a simple song of freedom Sing it like you’ve never sung before Speaking one to one, ain’t it everybody’s Ain’t it everybody’s sun To wake to in the morning when we rise When we rise
(when we rise)
Unrelated to politics, but it popped in my head. Thought I’d share it.
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(when we rise)
Unrelated to politics, but it popped in my head. Thought I’d share it.