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I   bless you ma  dly
S  adly a  s I tie my sh  oe
I love you ba  dly
J  ust in ti  me at times I gu  ess  
Bec  ause of yo  u I need to re  st   
Be  cause it's y  ou that sets the te  st
 
 
S  o much has gone and li  ttle is new
A  nd as the spar  row sings
Dawn cho  rus for
So  meone else to hear
T  he thinker si  ts alone
Gro  wing ol  der
A  nd so bitter
 
 
I   gave Them life I gave Them all  
They d  rained my very so  ul...dry
I   crushed my heart to ease Their pa  ins
No thou  ght for me rema  ins there   
N  othing can they s  pare
What of me  ?
 
 
W  ho praised Their efforts to be free?      
Wo  rds of strength and care and sympathy     
I   open doors that would have blocked their way   
I br  aved Their cause to guide for little pay   
I   ravaged at my finance just for Those       
Those whose claims   were steeped in peace tranquility   
T  hose who said a new world new ways ever free   
Those whose promises stretched in hop  e and grace for me.''        
 
 
        
 
 
I   bless you madly  
Sa  dly as   I tie my shoe   
I love you badly  
Ju  st in time   at times I guess           
Bec  ause of you I   need to rest           
Bec  ause it's you th  at sets the test       
 
 
S  o much has gone and little i  s new
A  nd as the sunrise   stream
Fl  ickers on me    
My friends talk of g  lory un  told dream
Where all   is God and God is   just a word
 
 
W  e had a friend a talking man       
Who spoke   of many powers th  at he had
No  t of the best of men but Ours     
We us  ed him We let him use his pow  ers   
We l  et him fill our needs  
Now we are strong.  
 
 
A  nd the road is coming to its end        
No  w the damned have not time to make amends        
N  o purse of token fortunes stands in Our way   
The si  lent guns of love will blast the sky    
W  e broke the ruptured structure build of age   
Our weapo  ns were tongues of crying rage         
Where mone  y stood we planted seeds of rebirth    
And stabb  ed the backs of fathers sons of dirt    
 
 
Inf  iltrated business cesspools
Hating through Our sl  eeves
Yea and We slit t  he Catholic throat
Stoned the poor on slogans a  s:
-Wish You Could He  ar-
-Love Is All We Need-  
-Kick Out The Jams-    
-Kick Out Your Mother-  
-Cu  t Up Your Friend-
-Screw Up Your Brother or He'll Get You In t  he End-
 
 
And We Know   the Flag of Love is from Above     
And We Can Force   You to Be Free
And We Can Force   You to Believe.''         
 
 
And I close my eyes and tighten up   my brain
For I once read a book in which the lovers were sla  in
For they Knew not the words of the Free States' Refrain  
It said:  
 
 
I   Believe in the Power of Good
I Bel  ieve in the State of Love
I Will Fight   For the Right to be Right
I Will Kill   for the Good of the Fight for the Right to be Right.'  
 
 
And I open my eyes t  o look around   
And I see a child laid slain on the ground       
A  s a love machine lumbers t  hrough desolation rows
P  loughing down man woman l  istening to its command
But not hear  ing anymore
Not heari  ng anymore      
Just the shrieks   from the old rich
 
 
And I Want to Believe  
In the madness that calls 'N  ow'
And I Want to Believe  
That a light is shining through some  how
 
 
And I Want to Believe  
And You Want to Believe   
And We Want to Believe  
And We Want to Live   
Oh We Want to Live   
We Want to Live   
We Want to Live   
 
 
We Want to Liv  e
We Want to Live   
We Want To Live   
I Want to Live    
I Want to Live    
I Want to Live  
I Want to Live  
I Want to Live    
I Want to Live    
Li  ve
Li  ve
Li  ve
 
 
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