the boy said
i'll tell you how i know.
my parents told me so.
i know that i am way better than you and your friends,
'cause i know my church is true. |
such a beautiful day
in all these beautiful ways.
such a beautiful world,
at least that's what they want us to think. |
the girl said
see these skies and see these tress?
they will someday belong only to me.
my parents promised me everything my little heart desires.
they are the things i get for free. |
such a beautiful day
in all these beautiful ways.
such a beautiful world,
at least that's what they want us to think. |
we say
it doesn't matter what you have,
it only matters what you give away.
nothing is worth condemning another human being.
the day will come when we're all gone. |
such a beautiful day
we throw our cares away.
such a beautiful world,
the time will come... |
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vocals: don
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| another complaint song, i suppose. money and god don't make people more important than other people although they would like to think so. is it the corruption of cash and righteousness that causes people to think they deserve more than another? or is it something else? i have found that the people who truly count are those that don't go around telling everyone how rich or close to god they are. the righteous and the rich tend to repulse me. i hope for the day that everyone can truly think of one another as equals and feel humble enough to give away everything they have. i'm still working on this myself... |
| --donnyb. |
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