| Lying in the park on a beautiful day,
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| Sunshine in the grass, and the children play.
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| Siren’s passing, fire engine red,
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| Someone’s house is burning down on a day like this?
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| The evening comes and we’re hanging out,
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| On the front step, and a car rolls by with the windows rolled down,
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| And that war song is playing, «why can’t we be friends?»
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| Someone is screaming and crying in the apartment upstairs
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| Funny the way it is, if you think about it Somebody’s going hungry and someone else is eating out
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| Funny the way it is, Am I right or wrong
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| Somebody’s heart is broken and it becomes your favorite song
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| The way your mouth feels in your lovers kiss
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| Like a pretty bird on a breeze or water to a fish
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| A bomb blast brings a building crashing to the floor
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| You can hear the laughter, while the children play «war»
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| Funny the way it is, if you think about it One kid walks 10 miles to school, another’s dropping out
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| Funny the way it is, not right or wrong
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| On a soldier’s last breath his baby’s being born
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| Standing on a bridge, watch the water passing under me It must’ve been much harder when there was no bridge, just water
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| Now the world is small. |
| Remember how it used to be,
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| With mountains and oceans and winters and rivers and stars?
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| Watch the sky, the jet planes, so far out of my reach
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| Is there someone up there looking down on me?
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| Boy chase a bird, so close but every time
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| He’ll never catch her, but he can’t stop trying
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| Funny the way it is, if you think about it One kid walks 10 miles to school, another’s dropping out
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| Funny the way it is, not right or wrong
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| On a soldier’s last breath his baby’s being born
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| Funny the way it is, nor right or wrong
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| Somebody’s broken heart becomes your favorite song
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| Funny the way it is, if you think about it A kid walks 10 miles to school, another’s dropping out.
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| Standing on a bridge, watch the water passing under me It must’ve been much harder when there was no bridge, just water
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| Now the world is small. |
| Remember how it used to be,
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| With mountains and oceans and winters and rivers and stars? |