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Where are we going?
We are going out to sea
And drifting on its waves
Paddling on a flimsy boat
Led by hypocrites and knaves
We are going to an island
Where everyone will be free
Where love will be enacted
They’ll line its shores with peace
Eyes blinded by hallow dreams
Hearts beating to a war drum beat
Ears blocked by frantic screams
Souls burning in the fiery heat
How can darkness be a source of light?
Or guns and armour our children feed?
Peace and goodness will not make us fight;
Truth is not proven with violence, and greed
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