| There has never been a day
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| When the world wasn’t new,
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| When the sun didn’t rise,
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| Or the light breaks on through.
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| Things might get a little worse,
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| Before they get a little better.
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| But there are always clearer skies,
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| Stretching out beyond bad weather and
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| The world holds it’s breath
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| To see where we’ll incline this time.
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| Ah la la la, ah la la la, ah la la la
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| I feel something has shifted,
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| I know the story’s changed.
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| In the window of a crisis,
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| We can build a better frame.
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| Come on and look inside you
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| That’s the best place to start.
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| The greatest revolution
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| Is a simple change of heart.
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| I can’t put the sacred in such a little box
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| Because it’s not.
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| Ah la la la, ah la la la, ah la la la
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| There’s no shame in learning something
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| When there’s something that must be learned.
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| But there’s danger when we will not see.
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| What our actions earn.
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| Courage doesn’t always shout
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| But whispers and reminds,
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| When we get up one more morning
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| And try one more time.
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| We tried yelling at each other,
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| It hasn’t worked so well.
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| Throwing gas on fire,
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| Never helped as far as I can tell
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| Throwing stones cut deep,
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| A little kindness goes deeper still. |