If I were the good Lord's friend
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The gift to wipe it clean and do it all over
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If I were a queen or a magician
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Princess, fairy, mighty captain
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If I had a giant's stride
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I'd pour some sky into misery
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All tears into a river
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And I'd make the sands bloom
Where even hope slips away
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I'd sow utopias
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Nobody would look away anymore
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If I had thousands and thousands
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The talent, the strength, or the charms
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Of the masters, of the mighty
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If I had the keys to their souls
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If I knew how to take up arms
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In the fire of a titan army
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I'd spark some flames
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In the faded dreams of children
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I'd color every sorrow
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For the luckless, the starless, the nobodies
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But I've only a heart in rags
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And two twig-thin outstretched hands
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A voice the wind sweeps off at dawn
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But if our bare hands join
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Our millions of hearts together
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If our voices joined
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What winters could resist?
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A strong world, a soulmate earth
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We'll build within these ashes