It’s moments such as this
that cause me to forget
the world is not made up
of peace
how can there be war
while a bird sings his song
and the sun shines
like gold on fields of green?
In breathing this air
how can I be anything
but free?
that cause me to forget
the world is not made up
of peace
how can there be war
while a bird sings his song
and the sun shines
like gold on fields of green?
In breathing this air
how can I be anything
but free?
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