| Oh the boy had a dream
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| He once had a mind of his own
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| So they took it away
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| And quickly the damage is done
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| Yes the heart disappears
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| And gives way to despair
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| They’ve got schemes and ideas
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| But no loving and care
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| And it needs that much more, needs it much more
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| Well so much for your schemes
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| So much for the things that you say
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| While you’re out chasing votes
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| He’s out chasing dragons all day
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| So another child dies
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| One more baby in black
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| And the mother she cries
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| As she’s starting to crack
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| And she can’t take much more, no she can’t take much more
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| How many more times, must they shatter our trust
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| Do we sit in silence, or stand up and scream in disgust
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| I still have a dream
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| I still have a mind of my own
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| They won’t take it away
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| Because I see the damages they’ve done
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| I see one more boy dies
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| One more baby in black
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| Hear a mother who cries
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| But that don’t bring him back
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| How many times must we stand for their lies
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| As the crocodile tears fill their eyes
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| The suffering and hardship is not going to fall
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| Try to call them again
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| Because I can’t take much more
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| It’s worth fighting for
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| And we need love much more… |