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The hopes of all the nations for peace

Love
It does not tie your hands
Behind your backs
And blows
Your brains

Scream against the machines
The dark clouds
Over your heads

For if you let those beasts
Into your lives
You are truly dead with no rest

Love
It does not tie your hands
Behind your backs
And blows
Your brains

Pray

Pray to the oceans
Trees mountains
Pray to your mothers
Pray to your fathers
Pray to all saints

Pray

This world needs more prayer

Pray

Pray to soldiers long dead
Pray to the grass they fell down onto

Pray

Pray to the birds that carry within their wings
The hopes of all the nations for peace