April morning summer come soon
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Clouds follow after
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Morning sun is hidden by noon
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Day shrouded over
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Tears to face the morning news
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We watch our future burn
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And wonder if we'll ever learn
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That words can save us
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War in Broken Promise Land
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Fame fear and gunfire
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Cowboy culture blood on its hands
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Flag fuel and empire
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Bit parts for shooting stars
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Above the dying trees
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No-one looking up to see
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How words can save us
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Number one Favourite son
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One more outsider
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Army drops its cluster bombs
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Boy sees his future
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World are you listening now?
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This fool just had his day
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Who'll be brave enough to say
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That words can save us?
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Words Can Save Us
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| Chumbawamba |
