Ride on earth's merry-go-round
Feel the cooling breeze through your hair
She sings a love song in your ear
Innocent love is in the air
Wide thoughts can't do mischief
She heals raging emotions
She creates no scene
But encourages the building of a
nation
Farmers feed the image of fear
Wise horses stay away from fear
Peaceful armies provide comfort
They are weavers of the comforters to stay here
There is no debate on “How to be or stay happy”
Now there is no imagery fear of the future to come
Wow there is no memory of the lousy past to have
Now we have the joy of the life to celebrate “As it is”
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