the streeets ar eempty but im already thinking abotu the flowers we would plant and the safety we would own
the truth we would have and the fire th at would never burn
the streets are empty but i can hear their voices and believe in their strength
all i gotta do is close my eyes and i can see their wealth
the streets are empty but i can see when there isnt enough space
and fear runs through corridors
and betrayal has no space to line up
the streets are empty but somewhere i can see the light ages and not the dark ages
i can see the shine and not the ugliness
i can see the truth and not the broken promises
the streets are empty but i can see that God will prvail
and honesty will become one with the land
there is no such thing as being too powerful
no such thing as being impossible
no such thing as being ....too strong
all we gotta do is lift up our hands and pray...
the truth we would have and the fire th at would never burn
the streets are empty but i can hear their voices and believe in their strength
all i gotta do is close my eyes and i can see their wealth
the streets are empty but i can see when there isnt enough space
and fear runs through corridors
and betrayal has no space to line up
the streets are empty but somewhere i can see the light ages and not the dark ages
i can see the shine and not the ugliness
i can see the truth and not the broken promises
the streets are empty but i can see that God will prvail
and honesty will become one with the land
there is no such thing as being too powerful
no such thing as being impossible
no such thing as being ....too strong
all we gotta do is lift up our hands and pray...
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