I went down to the river
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To see what I could find
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I cried out, "This world is not for me
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They don't appreciate my kind."
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And the river called my name out,
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"I'm afraid you must be wrong.
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It's much too shallow here for suicide.
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You had better move along."
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And ...
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Selfish love will just bring you pain
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But selfless love is never in vain
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Selfish love will just bring you pain
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But selfless love is never in vain
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It's never in vain
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So I climbed up to the mountain
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And I saw my purpose clear
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I was just about to take the leap
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When a voice rang in my ear
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"I am just a little mole hill.
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You made a mountain out of me.
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No man is as blind as he
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Who will refuse to see."
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Because ...
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I was standing in the city
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In the dirty grey of dawn
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And I looked up at the sky and cried,
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"How can you let this go on?"
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And a voice said, "I know things are tough,
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But I'm doing all I can.
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Just don't tell me how to do my job,
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You just wouldn't understand."
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Remember ...
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Selfless Love
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Utopia |