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I'mAfraidOfAmericans
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I'm gonna take my bicycle and ride out to a field
And sit under the sky with the mosquitoes and the birds.
We can sit together, you can come with me.
Have you ever sang out loud while standing high up in a tree?
Every single blade of grass
And every day and month that pass
and every colored leaf that decorates the fall.
Every flake of snow is different,
every place you go is different,
everyone you know is different,
that's the beauty of it all.
Love makes picture puzzle pieces with the passing clouds
we can contemplate and dream upon the beauty of the skies.
I like to lay down with my head upon the grass,
laughing with the moon and winking back at stars that pass.
Every single star you see
and every rock within the sea
and every drop of rain that you've ever felt fall..
Every flake of snow is different,
every place you go is different,
everyone you know is different,
that's the beauty of it all.
Every print on every finger
is different from each finger print
Susana speaks with her hands not a sound comes from her lips,
Eddie doesn't use his eyes, reads with his finger tips.
Every face and you and me,
and every stripe on every bee,
every creature that you see swim, fly run or crawl,
every flake of snow is different,
every place you go is different, everyone you know is different
that's the beauty of it all.
Another Bomb has fallen, another 30 die this all makes me sad so I just write and cry
I wish we could stop all the hate and the lies,maybe its time for a revolution before we all die
happy thanksgiving!
And sit under the sky with the mosquitoes and the birds.
We can sit together, you can come with me.
Have you ever sang out loud while standing high up in a tree?
Every single blade of grass
And every day and month that pass
and every colored leaf that decorates the fall.
Every flake of snow is different,
every place you go is different,
everyone you know is different,
that's the beauty of it all.
Love makes picture puzzle pieces with the passing clouds
we can contemplate and dream upon the beauty of the skies.
I like to lay down with my head upon the grass,
laughing with the moon and winking back at stars that pass.
Every single star you see
and every rock within the sea
and every drop of rain that you've ever felt fall..
Every flake of snow is different,
every place you go is different,
everyone you know is different,
that's the beauty of it all.
Every print on every finger
is different from each finger print
Susana speaks with her hands not a sound comes from her lips,
Eddie doesn't use his eyes, reads with his finger tips.
Every face and you and me,
and every stripe on every bee,
every creature that you see swim, fly run or crawl,
every flake of snow is different,
every place you go is different, everyone you know is different
that's the beauty of it all.
Another Bomb has fallen, another 30 die this all makes me sad so I just write and cry
I wish we could stop all the hate and the lies,maybe its time for a revolution before we all die
happy thanksgiving!
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"Another Bomb has fallen, another 30 die this all makes me sad so I just write and cry
I wish we could stop all the hate and the lies,maybe its time for a revolution before we all die"
-How long have we been singing "Give Peace A Chance"? Too bloody long! "They say you want a revolution, well, you know, we all want to change the world." It's about time we stood up and did something about it!!!!
You may want to check out these:
znet.org
guerillanews.com
copvcia.org
medialens.com
(please note I may have my .com's & .org's confused-so try both)
Those are some gorgeous words my brother/sister