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Monday, November 8, 2010

The sun is shining the air is sweet
I can feel the heat
The moon is full and the stars are bright
I can hear the cries of the night
I tell the trees to stand tall
I tell the stars to shoot don’t ever fall
Do you think they hear me?

I broke skin and watched the wound bleed
I broke ground and dug up your seed
I dove in to feel what it’s like to drown
I picked fruit to watch it brown
I tell the water to keep going
I tell the plants to keep growing
Do you think they hear me?

They told me to claim what I can
‘Cause everything else belongs to the man
I told them that I don’t want that sky
I just wanna hear the weeping willows cry
I tell the birds to keep singing
And I tell freedom’s bell to keep ringing
Do you think they hear me?

I tell the children to always play
And I beg time not to slip away
Do you think they hear me?
Do you think they hear me?

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