Praise God, for it was written in numbers
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Soon you'll know of the great joy we feel
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Today day to be able to speak freely
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And talk eye to eye
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With a small group of Americans
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We feel that the time has come
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For your nation to awaken
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To its true spiritual import
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And we wish you everything in our power
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To that realization
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Four mourning doves searching in the park
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Saying don't be confused when the night is dark
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Eleven white swans swimming in a black lake
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Told me keep it real and you'll find who's fake
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Two cedar trees half submerged in the water
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Don't prophesize about sons and daughters
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One new master of the form Tai Chi
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Friends of the accuser and the accusee
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One pimp using songs as his hussy
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Won't be here next year to tell you 'bout nothing
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Two happy kids playing basketball
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Til a war broke out and killed them all
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A bunch of ideas like fireflies
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An eighteen-year-old girl with stars in her eyes
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We saw the gentle trickster on the highway tonight
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Keep your mouth closed and your eyes open wide
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Though the roof may leak in many places
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Shining faces shining faces
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May she sleep in peace
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And wake up in my arms
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Some day soon some day soon
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Some day soon some day soon
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The separation from unity
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Is the descent of the angels upon the ladder of consciousness
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The return to unity is the ascent of the angels upon the ladder
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The descent is good
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But the unity that comes is expressed diversity
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But in diversity there would be no concept of separation
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Those that were numbered
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Had a path to follow
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Fly as swift as the swallow
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Where no enemies can follow
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The path that was laid for the righteous man
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Don't promote the fool
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Claiming he's the wisest man
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As they slander our name in shame
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When our aim is to do what comes natural
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We're hatchin' the fireflies on a river
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Feelin' straght from my toes, knees, kidneys to my liver
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Clouds drop down the dew
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My friends what about you
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Clouds drop down the dew
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My friends what about you
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Though the roof may leak in many places
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Shining faces shining faces
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May she sleep in peace
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And wake up in my arms
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Some day soon some day soon
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Some day soon some day soon
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Though the roof may leak in many places
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Shining faces shining faces
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May she sleep in peace
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And wake up in my arms
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Some day soon some day soon
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Some day soon some day soon
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