A Ballad For Hope
The Morning Of
So let's sing the executioners song,
Why can't we all just get along.
In spite of all our fears.
And so we laugh a heartfilled warm embrace,
And all we need is love to make it something great.
To make this something great.
Everybody find somebody, don't lose control,
Everybody lose your body, don't lose control.
Let's let our hearts speak to our minds,
And let's let our minds speak to our souls.
Woah oh oh do you know,
We all pump the same red blood into our veins.
And do you know,
That we all wish upon the same stars, for the same things.
We're all weak on constant context,
Be strong for yourself and see what happens next.
Let's stop this fucking and fighting,
And let's start living and loving.
And if they cut off our tongues we'll still sing loud.
We will still sing clear, we will be heard.
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