He was born on easy streets
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Played so hard his feet they
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never touched the ground
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Never felt afraid
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Hour after shining hour
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No thought of time no parents worrying
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Innocent of fear
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Now my, my, look at that sky
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Closing his eyes on a new tomorrow
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Hey, hey, Heaven's in tears
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Crying for the disappeared
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She grew up on easy streets
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Danced so hard her feet they
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never touched the ground
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Love was all around
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No locks on their front door
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She'd stay out late and
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they'd know she was safe
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No need to beware
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Now my, my, look at that sky
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Closing his eyes on a new tomorrow
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Hey, hey, Heaven's in tears
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Crying for the disappeared
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My my look at that sky
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Turning his back on a generation
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Hey, hey, Heaven's in flames
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And no one wants to take the blame
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Blame for children of the disappeared
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Chant:
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Bleeding, crying, children, dying
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My, my, look at that sky
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Turning his back on a new tomorrow
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Spoken:
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Their life with never be the same
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For children who disappear
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and parents who live in fear
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No more the easy streets
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No sound of children's footsteps on the ground
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Fear lies all around
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No more the unlocked door
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No more the children laughing as they play
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Nowhere left that's safe
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Now my, my, look at that sky
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Closing his eyes on a new tomorrow
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Hey, hey, Heaven's in tears
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Crying for the disappeared
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My, my, look at that sky
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Turning his back on a generation
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Hey, hey, Heaven's in flames
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and no one wants to take the blame
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Blame for children of the disappeared
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Children Of The Disappeared
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| Barclay James Harvest |
