We are passing this world on to our kids
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From the moment that they climb out of their cribs
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We try to teach them well
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And show them they are loved
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But in the end all we can do
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Is hope our best is good enough
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For they'll witness how this life
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Can be so beautiful and cruel
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We can't shelter them forever
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But if we show them all the tools
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They might leave this place in
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A little better shape than me and you
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We are only passing through
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Passing through
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Passing through
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We are only passing through
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Passing through
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Passing through
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We are only passing through
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We've been watching this world from our living rooms
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It's been near 40 years since we walked on the moon
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And this big blue ball keeps shrinking
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And I don't know if that's good
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But for better or for worse now
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This whole world's our neighborhood
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There's no place left to run to
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Where you can stay above the fray
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We all learn to need to get along
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And not just get our way
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Not only for each other but
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For our children's children too
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We are only passing through
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CHORUS
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I wonder sometimes what I will pass on
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And how much can one voice do with just a song
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Sometimes injustice and indifference
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Are the only things I see
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But I refuse to let my hope
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Become the latest casualty
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So I'll sing of love and truth
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And try to practice all I preach
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And if I can't change the world
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I'll change the world within my reach
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And what better place to start
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Than here and now with me and you
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We are only passing through
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Passing Through
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| Mark Erelli |
