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| Another Sunny Day 12/25
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We see it on tv we get calls on the phone
By the prophets of doom they wonīt leave us alone
The planet is dying and thereīs no time to spare
They spend all our days sowing seeds of despair
We get enough bad news to harden our hearts
This fear what we feed on is whatīs keeping us apart
To say that we doomed is just an obvious remark
And it donīt make you right it just keep you in the dark
I donīt want to live angry
I donīt want to live scared
I donīt need no more prophets crying
Brother beware
Just put some work in my hand
And give me a dollar to spare
And donīt let me sow those seeds of despair
Well this earth is a graveyard it will swallow our bones
It was here long before us it will be here when weīre gone
And itīs a vain generation that looks for a sign
Donīt you think we could make better use of our time
Yeah, the air could be cleaner and the water could be too
But what we do to each other are the worst things that we do
And we can treasure our freedoms behind our locked doors
But God speed the day when weīre lonely no more
I donīt want to live angry
I donīt want to live scared
I donīt need no more prophets crying
Brother beware
Just put some work in my hand
And give me a dollar to spare
And donīt let me sow those seeds of despair |
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