| If you saw your brother walking down the street
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| Would you treat him just like anyone else?
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| Have you stopped to think that it might be true
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| That all men are your brothers?
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| Well I’m not quite that blind as to think that someday
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| Each might be kind to one another
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| I’m just saying, why must they
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| Be quite so thoughtless?
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| People seem bewildered, keeping fronts to hide
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| Their gentle thoughts that they are thinking
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| Crowds of lonely people searching for acceptance
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| Never finding what they’re needing
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| Looking past each other, carelessness the cause of all
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| Contempt that they are breeding
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| And I keep asking, why must they
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| Be quite so thoughtless?
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| Mmm, why so thoughtless?
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| Maybe in the future, people will discover
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| How to talk with one another
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| They will be defenseless, that’s because they will not
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| Feel the need for false defenses
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| They will learn to love, learn to have compassion without
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| Fear from consequences
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| They’ll glance back and ask
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| «Why were you so thoughtless?»
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| Oh, why so thoughtless? |