ft. Will Wells
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He said that I had a dream
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That we all would walk in hand one day
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And if we gave to the peace
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Then we may have the chance to see His grace
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We got to pull up our sleeves
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Like the ants and the bees of ancient ways
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The reward is the feast as we work together
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Then rest on the seventh day
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From a single cell of life He made thee man and wife
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One blood from the same soil
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From the sweat of his own brown
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We sow and plow
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Men should be free to his toil
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Will you ever realize
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A smile is worth a million cries
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A million tries
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Will you ever realize the gift of hope
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Could save a hurting soul
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I saw my man on the street
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He had baggage and they met
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We greeted and drank
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He said his son was in law
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His daughter in medicine
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He gave prays and thanks, worked hard for twenty years
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We finished our beers, we went our separate ways
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But he left me with the idea
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That if we focus on peace we'll live to love one day
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Will you ever realize
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A smile is worth a million cries
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A million tries
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Will you ever realize the gift of hope
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Could save a hurting soul
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Will you ever realize
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A smile is worth a million cries
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A million tries
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Will you ever realize the gift of hope
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Could save a hurting soul
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Could save a hurting soul
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Gift Of Hope
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| RZA |
