| She looked out the window and said, «The world’s on fire»
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| That’s when I laughed and poured her a glass of wine
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| We just stared at the TV tryin' to find some meanin'
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| Hopin' that we’d wake up from this dream
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| Sometime tomorrow
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| Well the night came and went, not a damn thing had changed
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| That’s when I saw a tear fall from her eyes
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| She said, «What are we gonna do? |
| What’s this world comin' to?»
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| For the first time in my whole life
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| I stood there speechless
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| The load is heavy and the road is long
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| And we’ve only begun to fight
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| We just can’t give in, we just can’t give up
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| We must go boldly into the darkness
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| And be the light
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| So I packed up my car and went lookin' for answers
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| To the questions weighin' on my mind
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| When did The Land of the Free become The Home of the Afraid?
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| Afraid of the world, afraid of the truth
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| Afraid of each other
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| This ain’t the country my grandfather fought for
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| But I still see the hate he fought against
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| Give rest to the tired, give mercy to the poor
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| Give warmth to the huddled masses
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| And I’ll show you freedom
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| The load is heavy and the road is long
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| And we’ve only begun to fight
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| We just can’t give in, we just can’t give up
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| We must go boldly into the darkness
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| And be the light
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| I got a baby girl comin' in the spring
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| I worry 'bout the world she’s comin' into
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| But she’ll have my fight, she’ll have her mama’s fire
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| If anyone builds a wall in her journey
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| Baby, bust right through it
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| The load is heavy and the road is long
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| And we’ve only begun to fight
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| We just can’t give in, we just can’t give up
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| We must go boldly into the darkness
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| The load is heavy and the road is long
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| And we’ve only begun to fight
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| We just can’t give in, we just can’t give up
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| We must go boldly into the darkness
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| And be the light |