| A dream I had some time last night
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| A dream that turned my brain
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| Of a land where children had no hunger
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| And men feel no pain
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| The questions all were answered
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| The truth was very plain
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| And I’ll go to sleep tonight and try
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| To dream that dream again
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| The men were strong and gentle
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| The girls were shy and warm
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| Couples spoke in loving words
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| of children to be born
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| Sorrow, hate and loneliness
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| understand
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| The air was fresh and good to breathe
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| And peace was on the land
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| Now I hear the counting
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| Of the dead across the sea
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| The cry for help from people
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| Who want only to be free
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| It’s very hard to turn my back
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| Now that I’m awake
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| I’ve got to go and do my best
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| And try for heaven’s sake
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| To reach out to my brother
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| to offer him my hand
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| to bild a chain of love and truth
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| and justice in the land
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| Be careful when you sleep tonight
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| Be careful what you dream
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| For if you dream what I have dreamed
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| You’ll never be the same
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| You’ll have to come and join with me
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| To reach out with your hand
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| To build a chain of love and truth
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| And justice in the land
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| To build a chain of love and truth
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| And justice in the land |