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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
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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