| Oh the magi were the prophets
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| And they wandered through the desert
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| They saw the star above them
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| And they knew they’d find their way
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| Through the valley of the shadow
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| With the hope of human kindness
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| They were strengthened by the vision
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| Of a new and brighter day.
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| Chorus:
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| And the wisemen spoke of peace on earth,
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| Of harmony and struggle
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| Know you now a cycle’s gone and a new one is revealed.
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| In the weaving of your fingers
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| In the whisper of a love that’s born again
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| In the weaving of your fingers
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| In a promise that we made that never ends.
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| Well now each man is a pilgrim,
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| Yes, we all must make the journey
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| And it seems that time is telling us to be all that we can
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| To help lift up the fallen, we must sow the seeds of goodness
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| The torch is passed among us now to light the way of man.
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| For the heart of man’s a palace
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| And his dreams are as the sunlight
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| They burn away the darkness, as they warm the freezing cold
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| As an eagle flying higher, as a river through the canyon
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| The diamond star shines down upon, a pathway to the soul
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| (chorus)2x
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| In a promise that we made that never ends.
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| In a promise that we made that never ends. |