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Yesterday I was standing less then afraid with madness in my corner and eyelids full of haze stood up proud and strong asked these five words why can't we get along and build a peaceful world with no need indeed of a sage with no need indeed of a sage cried most the night letting the hours run their course felt a stirring deep inside felt a drawing off a source slipped into this dream where sweetness filled the land where hatred had yet been born and people held out hands Chorus Daybreak and the morning news brought another house in flame another rape in the park a body that claims no name the gays still fight for rights the racists still bring forth fear the natives still fight for land after 2000 years |