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FACE OF A THOUSAND PEOPLE

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  _  I__ was__  born__ __ a r _        estless   one__ _ _ _ ____   _I was__ _ _ __   born__ _     to   learn the r _      eason   why  _
To   take my troubles   as they fall, to   stand against the   icy wind
To   guard against con  fusion and de  cline _
To   listen to the   tongues of men, who   tell me that I   must be told
The   meaning of my   life and all its   ends  _ _ _ 
 
 
  _  I__ was__  born__ __ to u _     nders  tand__ _ _ _ ____   _I was__ _ _ __   born__ _     to   lend a h _       elping   hand _
To   love the ones who   cared to love, to   be a friend to   those in need
To   help the weary   traveller in the   night  _
For  getting not the   wasted soul, the   beggar man, the   con man
And the   widow and the   orphan in the   street  _ 
 
 
And the   face of a t _        housand   peo-p _   _ _     le__  the   face of a   thou__  _ -sand p  eople   _
Keeps   telling me I'm   out of step, re  ality has   passed me by
They're   telling me that   _I     _    _          've been wrong   before  _ _ _ 
 
 
  _  I__ was__  born__ __ to c _    riti  cize_ _ _ _ ____   _I was__ _ _ __   born__ _     to   try to m _    ake   things   right _ 
To  day I saw the   world again, it   seemed the same as   yesterday
The   splendour of its   ruins and its   shame  _
Its   towers rose a  gainst the sky, re  minding all that cared to   look
That   what's been built can   be destroyed a  gain  _ _ _ 
 
 
  _  I__ was__  born__ __ to k _       eep on   trying__ _ _ _ ____   _I was__ _ _ __   born__ _     to   have a d _        ream or   two  _
To   taste the pleasures   of the night, to   know the joy of   love's embrace
To   cherish every   moment that is   mine  _
To   share my laughter   with a friend, to   sip the wine and   not pretend
That   there are those less   fortunate than   _I
 
 
And the   face of a t _        housand   peo-p _   _ _     le__  the   face of a   thou__  _ -sand p  eople   _
Keeps   telling me I'm   out to lunch, re  ality has   passed me by
They're   telling me that   I've   _ _ _              been wrong be  fore  _ _ _ 
 
 
  _  I__ was__  born__ __ to r _   eco  gnize__ _ _ _ ____   to b _  _ _  e____ a  ware__ _     of   things that a _        re not r  _  _eal
To   tremble at the   changing skies, too   ominous to   understand
When   brothers meet u  pon the battle   lines  _
When   bodies clothed in   uniforms, to   reap the harvest   of their pride
Lie   scattered like the   dead leaves on the   sand  _ _ _ 
 
 
  _  I__ was__  born__ __ to s _       ing my   song__ _ _ _ ____   _I was__ _ _ __   born__ _     to   try to r _         each some  one  _
To   penetrate the   iron will, to   try to make men   understand
That   being a human   is no sin at   all  _
That   beauty lies wi  thin the wounds, of   lonliness and   dark despair
That   heals to fall but   still to rise a  gain  _ 
 
 
And the   face of a t _        housand   peo-p _   _ _     le__  the   face of a   thou__  _ -sand p  eople   _
Keeps   telling me I'm   out of step, re  ality has   passed me by
They're   telling me that   I've   _ _ _            been wrong   before _ _ _ 
They're   telling me that   I've   _ _ _        _      _      _        been wrong be  fore   _ _ _        _      _ _      _      _ _ 

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