| We all know the feeling, it’s frightening sometimes
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| When we catch the news on the radio
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| Death, war, destruction, limitless pain
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| All the tears that have been cried
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| Time is running, years gone by
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| No one to break the silence
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| What we do is what we get
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| We harvest what we’ve sown
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| Poles are melting, holes in the sky
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| Woods are on fire
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| Scary pollution, our world’s gonna die
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| Look what we do
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| It’s madness
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| I paint a new world
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| Colours of magic are brightening
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| Paint a new world
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| Moon, sun and stars are rising
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| I paint a new world
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| Magical brushes will lighten
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| A tame new world
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| Earthwind, fire and sea
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| I hear all those voices, I see all the signs
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| Of killing, rape, forced conformity
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| Hedonism, decay, deaf, dumb and blind
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| Where do we go from here?
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| Time is running, years gone by
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| No one to break the silence
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| What we do is what we get
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| We harvest what we’ve sown
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| Who will wage the next few wars
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| Wreak havoc on the masses
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| Politics, religion soaked up with lies
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| See what we do?
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| It’s madness
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| I paint a new world
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| Colours of magic are brightening
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| Paint a new world
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| Moon sun and stars are rising
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| I paint a new world
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| Magical brushes will lighten
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| A tame new world
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| Earthwind, fire and sea
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| Poles are melting, holes in the sky
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| Woods are on fire
|
| Scary pollution, our world’s gonna die
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| Look what we do
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| It’s madness
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| I paint a new world
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| Colours of magic are brightening
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| Paint a new world
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| Moon sun and stars are rising
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| I paint a new world
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| Magical brushes will lighten
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| A tame new world
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| Earthwind, fire and sea |