We're not at the end of the road
We're dreamers, receivers
We're traveling minds
Into a wide open sky
We're dreamers, receivers
We're traveling minds
And here we are on a mote of dust
The softest core, the thickest crust
The aggregate of our hopes and dreams
Democracy, corrupt regimes
We love to learn but we don't learn to love
Proclaiming peace trough a thousand doves
In a poisoning sky we see them fly
We see them curl, we watch them die
We protect our borders we fight for our nation
We're travelling fast on the road to desolation
Without a talk there's no communication
Only fear and hate and contend damnation
But We have a choice
To put the wheels in motion
Compassion is like and endless ocean
Once you start to share to share some light
Life brightens up, rejects the night
Someday, Somewhere, we'll find a way
To put the wheel in motion
Compassion is like and endless ocean
Once you start to share, share some light
Life brightens up, rejects the night
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