| When the wind blows, many leaves will fall.
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| In my mind i see,
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| When the wind blows, many leaves will fall.
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| This is an emergency.
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| In a part of this once-great city
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| Stands a child crying out in pity.
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| Gone is hope in the heart of each hungry hour.
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| Every year in this land of plenty
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| There are millions of starving children
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| What will i say if they look my way?
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| This is an emergency.
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| When the wind blows, many leaves will fall.
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| In my mind i see,
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| When the wind blows, many leaves will fall.
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| This is an emergency.
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| Bow your heads to the lost generation
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| Scars so deep, bringing god’s damnation.
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| Businessmen sip wine while congress argue.
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| But for grace we enjoy our pleasures
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| What we face will be our salvation
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| Go build your towns, but remember time will not forget
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| That this is an emergency.
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| When the wind blows, many leaves will fall.
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| When the wind blows, many leaves will fall.
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| This is an emergency.
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| Think of what the wise men said.
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| When the wind blows, many leaves will fall.
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| In my mind i see,
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| When the wind blows, many leaves will fall.
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| In my mind i see,
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| When the wind blows, many leaves will fall.
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| This is an emergency. |