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Maybe the world will change Maybe new things will range But we can never forget What we will always regret Because it hurts us all more If it was ripped away and torn And for all the dead children That died right there and then We will always remember the things you did And what you were like, when you were a kid When you played with everyone Your only weapon was a water gun When your toys weren’t used with other people So I stand high on this church steeple To be repelled of all these mistakes That we know every kid makes That all there little proud faces Don’t see the difference in races Where they play together No matter the weather To live and have fun While they're still young When they still move with grace And wonder in this place If all there parents minds will be off battles And more on buying there kids rattles Or a pool to swim in when its hot Forget about drugs people use like pot Maybe they will remember What it’s like to be together Then maybe one day Your family will be together And will never leave to go away And will live in the same house and be young forever |