| When all the laughter dies in sorrow
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| And the tears have risen to a flood
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| When all the wars have found a cause
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| In human wisdom and in blood
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| Do you think they’ll cry in sadness
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| Do you think the eye will blink
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| Do you think they’ll curse the madness
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| Do you even think they’ll think
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| When all the great galactic systems
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| Sigh to a frozen halt in space
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| Do you think there will be some remnant
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| Of beauty of the human race
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| Do you think there will be a vestige
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| Or a sniffle or a cosmic tear
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| Do you think a greater thinking thing
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| Will give a damn that man was here |