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Used to be a dream Streets paved of gold The fire of liberty Land of opportunity Used to be a dream But scheme on scheme Of madmen's design Sticking to a party line I watched that fire As a child I watched that fire dying Smouldering embers and ashes From sea to shining sea Used to be a dream But changing constitutions Loopholes for the wealthy Wage slaves and poverty Used to be a dream When an eagle flying Symbolized what could be good In the world I watched that eagle As I child I watched that eagle starving From amber waves of grain To purple mountains majesty Used to be a dream But we were all asleep And when we woke up We found america Divided and failing
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Feb 12, 2016
Feb 12, 2016 at 11:33 PM UTC
divided states
Used to be a dream Streets paved of gold The fire of liberty Land of opportunity Used to be a dream But scheme on scheme Of madmen's design Sticking to a party line I watched that fire As a child I watched that fire dying Smouldering embers and ashes From sea to shining sea Used to be a dream But changing constitutions Loopholes for the wealthy Wage slaves and poverty Used to be a dream When an eagle flying Symbolized what could be good In the world I watched that eagle As I child I watched that eagle starving From amber waves of grain To purple mountains majesty Used to be a dream But we were all asleep And when we woke up We found america Divided and failing
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Feb 12, 2016
Feb 12, 2016 at 11:33 PM UTC
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