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Lyrics:
these are the simple things that I know gotta, give a lot and let the little things go sometimes stand back while tempers blow and see me working for that heart of gold
now ends the child play until that better day we become the son of man and when things are looking bleak turn the other cheek, build others up the race we ran
these are the simple things that purify me heres to, blameless hope and charity driving towards the day we believe gonna grab it today we are free
now ends the child play until that better day we, become the son of man and when things are looking bleak turn the other cheek, build others up the race we ran
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