A child is born, and a mamma's torn
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About the life that it's bound to live
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A sun and moon and a modest home
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Is all they asking the Lord to give
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But politics and big events they never seem to notice the little guy
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So make a plan or simply hold a hand but don't ever be a passer by
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Tolerance or violence and the whole world goes to war
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Is one enough or is one too many
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Before we say, "No More"
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Could you ever love a pot of gold?
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Could you ever love another lonely soul?
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Could you ever find a love that was oceans wide?
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Could you ever find love in another stranger's eyes?
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Oh, give a little,
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Tolerance, tolerance
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We need you more and more
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So lend a hand or simply hold a friend
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That's in need of a life support
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Draw a picture, share a whisper
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Anyway that you can rise above
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And when the end is near who is goanna volunteer
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To be the last one to die for love
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Tolerance or violence and the whole world go to war
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Is one enough or is one too many
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Before we say, "No More"
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No more, no more, no more, no more
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Tolerance
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| Michael Franti & Spearhead |
