Early morning
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Teacher talking to five thousand by the lake
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All day long 'til his disciples
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Told him "Master, it's getting late
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How you gonna feed them?
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How you gonna keep them?
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Whatcha gonna give when there's nothing to give?"
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He said, "I am the Fisherman
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I fish for hearts of men
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And if you come to me
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You'll find everlasting peace
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I see no difference
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All are one as God's children
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I am the Fisherman..."
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Early morning
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Millions waking in the cities of the Earth
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I wake with a worried feeling
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So much fighting, what's it worth?
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How'm I gonna love them?
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How'm I gonna trust them?
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How'm I gonna live in this world as one?
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He said, "I am the Fisherman
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I fish for hearts of men
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And if you come to me
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You'll find everlasting peace
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I see no difference
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All are one as God's children
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I am the Fisherman..."
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Sunday morning
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I am waking from the prison of my birth
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I wake with a joyful feeling
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I am learning what it's worth
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Learning to change things
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By changing our heart
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Learning that love is the place to start
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He said, "I am the Fisherman
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I fish for hearts of men
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And if you come to me
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You'll find everlasting peace
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I see no difference
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All are one as God's children
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I am the Fisherman..."
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The Fisherman
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| Mason Jennings |
