| Rose and cross — so is the battle lost?
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| Is there now no time to jive?
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| Rose and cross — you know the price it’s cost?
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| But the hope is still, the hope is still alive
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| Rosicrucius — is your story told?
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| Or is there still more to come?
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| Rosicrucius — from my simple soul
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| I shall eat the morning, eat the morning sun
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| Chorus: if i was ordered not to travel another mile
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| If i was told i could never see another city
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| There is one thing i’ll always hold, that’s the smile
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| Of the symbol that is peace, the white, white dove
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| Rose and cross — can we ever toss
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| All our prejudice aside?
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| Rose and cross — turn this petty loss
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| Into hope and glory, hope and glory with pride?
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| Rosicrucians — paint your symbols fair
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| Write your verses in the sand
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| Rosicrucians — you missed baudelaire
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| But we still extend, we still extend our hand… |