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It's a war out there I'm sure you know

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In lovers' beds

The tenderest embraces of child - like dreaminess

Our mutual sense of human salvation

Our familiarity

With all the reasons we are together

••

These start to fade

As we are called into sacredness

And understanding

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The unborn child whose world is seed

The little kid who has watched

His own brother die

On the street

WHAT ARE WE DOING ?

( yes !

What are we ? )

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Gentleness

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What are we to do ?

( gentle song )

AS WE TRANSFORM UNTO SAINTLINESS

we pick our love up

From the bed

We gird our *****

And ........

?

Become real

We gird our *****


As we must dear friends