| One blue sky above us One ocean lapping all our shore
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| One earth so green and round
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| Who could ask for more
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| And because I love you
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| I’ll give it one more try
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| To show my rainbow race
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| It’s too soon to die.
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| Some folks want to be like an ostrich,
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| Bury their heads in the sand.
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| Some hope that plastic dreams
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| Can unclench all those greedy hands.
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| Some hope to take the easy way:
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| Poisons, bombs. |
| They think we need 'em.
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| Don’t you know you can’t kill all the unbelievers?
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| There’s no shortcut to freedom.
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| Go tell, go tell all the little children.
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| Tell all the mothers and fathers too.
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| Now’s our last chance to learn to share
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| What’s been given to me and you. |