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| If I could tell the world just one thing |
| It would be that we're all OK |
| And not to worry 'cause worry is wasteful |
| And useless in times like these |
| I won't be made useless |
| I won't be idle with despair |
| I will gather myself around my faith |
| For light does the darkness most fear |
| My hands are small, I know |
| But they're not yours, they are my own |
| But they're not yours, they are my own |
| And I am never broken |
| Poverty stole your golden shoes |
| But it didn't steal your laughter |
| And heartache came to visit me |
| But I knew it wasn't ever after |
| We'll fight, not out of spite |
| For someone must stand up for what's right |
| 'Cause where there's a man who has no voice |
| There ours shall go singing |
| In the end only kindness matters |
| In the end only kindness matters |
| I will get down on my knees, and I will pray |
| I will get down on my knees, and I will pray |
| I will get down on my knees, and I will pray |
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