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Harvest Years
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Look at our world
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Caught in a trap
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We have to face the consequence
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Of holding our love back
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Not enough love
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Time after time
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We say responsibility, surely can't be mine
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I can't wait, I can't wait
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For the healing to begin in you and I
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Make way for the harvest years
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Where the daughters and sons come together as one
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Make way for the harvest years
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Where the fields are ready for the gathering of love
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Where the fields are ready for the gathering of love
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Shattering dreams, wars carry on
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We can't turn and walk away
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As if there's nothing wrong
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Feel my soul burning like a fire
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We can keep this dream alive
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And lift His name so high
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Don't be afraid, it's not too late
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For the healing to begin in you and I
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Make way for the harvest years
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Where the daughters and sons come together as one
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Make way for the harvest years
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Where the fields are ready for the gathering of love
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Where the fields are ready for the gathering
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Think for a minute
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Listen for a minute
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What you and I can sacrifice for the harvest years,
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the harvest years
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Make way for the harvest years
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Where the daughters and sons come together as one
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Make way for the harvest years
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Where the fields are ready for the gathering of love
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Where the fields are ready for the gathering of love
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Yeah, the fields are ready for the gathering of love
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Make way for the harvest years
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We can keep this dream alive
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If we lift His name on high
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We can keep this dream alive
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If we lift His name, if we lift His name
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Don't be afraid
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It's not too late
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It's not too late
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It's not too late
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Harvest Years
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| Chris Eaton |
