The problem's not a gun, not a color, not a hundred dollar bill
We think the struggle can be won with simple thoughts like 'come together be good willed'
The gap between the rich and poor is spreading out all the more or so they say
We ignore the claims
Oh my soul, faint not, no
Faint not | o my soul, keep up, up
In love
It's not that we don't know or we're not shown the proof of poverty
It's not that we don't have the tools to go to break this yoke of slavery
We quit because it's not an easy fix and then forget that they are even there
We forget to care
Oh my soul, faint not, no
Faint not | o my soul, keep up, up
In love
Where there is hatred, let me sow love
Where there is injury, let me pardon
Where there is darkness, let the light come, come
Oh my soul, faint not, no
Faint not | o my soul, keep up, up
In love
Oh my soul, faint not, no
Faint not | o my soul, keep up, up
In love
Faint not
Faint not
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