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Live Again


Standing at the crossroads of a world gone wrong

Living in denial for so long

Believing no matter what happens we’re here to stay

Killing in the name of God and all that’s Holy

Pride in walls divide the rich and the lowly

At the eve of destruction, could it be too late?

 

Wake up the world!

We have a chance to make it!

Love was born to give us one more try...

Reach out your hands ‘cos there’s so many that need you

Live again...’right’ this time.

 

Looking in the mirror whose reflection do you see?

Someone who made a difference between r just one who let things be?

If only we could each be a drop, we’d make an ocean! 

An ocean of love that will wash the shores of sadness,

An ocean of peace that to each will bring gladness...

Our time is now! And it’s not too late!

 

Wake up the world! 

We have a chance to make it!

Love was born to give us one more try...

Reach out your hands ‘cos there’s so many that need you

Live again...’right’ this time.

 

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