| Saw an old guy today
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| Staring long at a chess game
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| Looked like it was half-played
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| Then his tear splashed between
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| The bishop and the king… oh
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| He turned his face to mine
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| I saw the Question in his eyes
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| I shrugged him half a smile and walked away
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| It made me sad, and it made me think
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| And now it makes me sing what I believe
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| It was love that set this fragile planet rolling
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| Tilting at our perfect twenty-three
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| Molecules and men infused with holy
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| Finding our way around the galaxy
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| And Paradise has up and flown away for now
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| But hope still breathes and truth is always true
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| And just when we think it’s almost over
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| Love has the final move
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| Love has the final move
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| Heard a young girl sing a song
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| To her daughter in her pale arms
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| Walkin' through a rainstorm
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| «Because you’re here my little girl
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| It’s gonna be a better world»…oh
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| She turned her face to mine
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| I saw the Answer in her eyes
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| I shrugged her half a smile and walked away
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| It made me smile, and it made me think
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| And now it makes me sing what I believe
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| It was love that set our fragile planet rolling
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| Tilting at our perfect twenty-three
|
| Molecules and men infused with holy
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| Finding our way around the galaxy
|
| And Paradise has up and flown away for now
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| But hope still breathes and truth is always true
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| And just when we think it’s almost over
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| Love has the final move
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| Love has the final move |