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You’re no less of a fan because you hold back your anger
No less of a man because you tie up your tears and hang 'em
In a world full of noise it’s a blessing to keep quiet
Not needing to answer to the who the what the why
It’s a tense situation when the peace is being shouted
The protests for a better world are always getting doubted
Can we use our fists to build a house from the rubble
To raise the roof on a foundation that has already crumbled
Know the power of a voice and appreciate the silence
Because a world that is quiet is a world that isn’t crying
Say a prayer not that better is yet to come for us
But that the better in us will be uncovered from the rust
I believe we all start out living our lives for the positive
Some just get hit by the negative, are subtracted and divided
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