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    Father, please, hear my plea
    And don't You hide Your face from me
    A brand new vision steals my sleep
    And it's Your nightmare too

    Silent trees sprout little leaves
    From the blood that spilled and spoiled the roots
    Now these trees [?] a strange fruit
    It's the harvest of our youth

    When we were young, we didn't have to run
    Like our life depended on it
    When we were young, it wasn't not too little [?]
    When we were young, we didn't have to run
    Like our life depended on it
    When we were young, we were just running for the thrill

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    Gentle stare, with guns in hand
    As mothers wrap their sons in bodybags
    When a man can hunt another man
    How is that freedom?

    Don't tell me, don't tell me
    Tell me it was just a dream
    'Cause a father is waiting there to be
    A reality where the children can breath in peace

    When we were young, we didn't have to run
    Like our life depended on it
    When we were young, it wasn't not too little [?]
    When we were young, we didn't have to run
    Like our life depended on it
    When we were young, we were just running for the thrill

    And all God's children gotta rise up
    Gotta build a new Jerusalem
    Amen, amen, amen
    And all God's children gotta rise up
    Gotta build a new Jerusalem
    Amen, amen, amen

    'Cause the day will come when we won't have to run
    Like our life depended on it
    The day will come when we can just live and let be
    A day will come when we won't have to run
    Like our life depended on it
    A day will come when we're just running for the thrill

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    Composición: Joy Oladokun

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