. . . May we not take this course as a nation, yet again. Please . . . From a distance The world looks blue and green And the snow capped mountains white From a distance The ocean meets the stream And the eagle takes to flight From a distance There is harmony And it echoes through the land Its the voice of hope Its the voice of peace Its the voice of every man From a distance We all have enough And no one is in need And there are no guns, no bombs and no disease No hungry mouths to feed From a Distance We are instruments Marching in a common band Playing songs of hope Playing songs of peace They are the songs of every man
Posted on: Thu, 05 Sep 2013 16:13:00 +0000
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