When we're done cleanin the rubble from the last wall torn down When we're done putting back what we took from the ground When the last republican and bureaucrat and liberal can admit to being a human being When the last stubborn men stops refusing to learn from who he's met and what he's seen There will come a day when there will be no more enemy, and no one left to hate And on this day the earth will stand up and walk away When the last line on all the maps has been erased When the last person learns to derive the simple pleasure, of seeing another's smiling face When we lose the reasons for division, and the separation has gone away, When we know the love will stay When all the songs have been heard and all the books have been read When all the hate is gone and dead
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