| Planted in the summer, blooming in the spring
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| You may not like the harvest or what the fruits bring
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| You don’t own this thing, you don’t own this garden
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| When you shake the tree down, you don’t know what you started
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| You who plants the seed ('cause you don’t know what you started)
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| Never to enjoy the shade (no, you don’t know what you started)
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| The tree that brings the change (no, you don’t know what you started)
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| Your work is not in vain
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| Now we just want you to fly
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| The feeling of freedom when you democratise
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| Join us up in the sky, boy, that means that you’re alive
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| Trust us on it, crack some eggs to make the omelette
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| Better that than bomb it, baby, this is springtime, look at what we got potted
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| Tree will bear what we wanted I hope, the plant that we install is my vote
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| If not then sniper and murder she wrote, got it
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| Locked in, your type of awe seems shocking
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| With a headshot on a head of state, your peace can devastate
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| Our peace can’t wait for a moment, thought we owned it
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| The truth hurt, ruffled the hem of a blue skirt
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| Then forgotten back to the well to drink the poison water
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| Freedom doesn’t begin in springtime like it ought to
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| Planted in the summer, blooming in the spring
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| You may not like the harvest or what the fruits bring
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| You don’t own this thing, you don’t own this garden
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| When you shake the tree down, you don’t know what you started
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| You who plants the seed ('cause you don’t know what you started)
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| Never to enjoy the shade (no, you don’t know what you started)
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| The tree that brings the change (no, you don’t know what you started)
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| Your work is not in vain
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| And God knows that we’ll be righteous
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| When were taming the tigris, do you get it?
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| We get it whether or not, we don’t care if we get invited
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| We’re dealing with tyrants, hamas surprises
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| Yes, they won, still we will not let them democratise it
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| And the uprisings and who to pick a side with
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| Do a deal or fight with, what we want is sidekicks and what we have is violence
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| You labelled freedom fighters insurgents in Guantanamo
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| When justice ain’t been just since geronimo
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| Cross-border raids to demonstrate the rule’s fluid
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| Which is pretty much the same way our supreme leaders do it
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| So tell me, what kind of enduring freedom is this?
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| That leaves a million bleeding or buried beneath the grit
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| Then there comes a day
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| When the ground work was laid
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| Our hearts and heads were strong
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| We couldn’t wait any longer
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| Then there comes a night
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| When the dark steals the light
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| The cycles will go on
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| You made us wait even longer
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| You who plants the seed (you made us wait even longer)
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| You made us wait even longer
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| The tree that brings the change (you made us wait even longer)
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| You made us wait even longer
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| The moon will only rise when the people so desire
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| Yet the sun will fall on an empire, defending her pride
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| Yo, we’re tired of the masks, people tired of the zig zags
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| And we’re sick of the myth of the good guy, who is that?
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| Your flag is up in flames, the claims of liberators are bitter statements
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| When on their say so, planes deliver their payload
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| And on the ground the people rage, they’re on the phone and tweeting change
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| The page they’re writing into history ain’t the same, they want to sign their
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| name there
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| For the masses gathered in the main square
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| Shouting down the despot, and crowding round the death squad
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| A day so many dreamed of, remember what the seed was
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| The struggle and the sacrifice to keep the hope alive
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| When they
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| Planted in the summer, blooming in the spring
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| You may not like the harvest or what the fruits bring
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| You don’t own this thing, you don’t own this garden
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| When you shake the tree down, you don’t know what you started
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| You who plants the seed ('cause you don’t know what you started)
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| Never to enjoy the shade (no, you don’t know what you started)
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| The tree that brings the change (no, you don’t know what you started)
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| Your work is not in vain
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| You who plants the seed
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| Never to enjoy the shade
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| The tree that brings the change
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| Your work is not in vain |