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Who hasn't felt heartache And the pain inside? We've all paid our dues, been taken for a ride. Give up the charade, There's no place to hide. to your own heart you'll have to confide. Twilight has come, Days passing to night. No time for fighting, Drop selfish pride. The hour is passing To do or die I've traveled here, I've traveled there, Nobody wants war Anywhere. People feel alienated, Lost and confused, You can't find anyplace Where people aren't abused. In the battle for right It's time for the kill. Break your addictions, Throw out your pills, Drop all your toys, Give up your thrills, The time has come To execute God's will. Twilight has come, Days passing to night. No time for fighting, Drop selfish pride. The hour is passing To do or die Shoot straight, Ring true, Help the crippled, Don't humiliate the fool. Reach for the impossible Stretch to the limit, Conquer the past Or prepare to relive it. back to Spirit and Poverty spiritandpoverty.com |