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Seen from the height
Of a thousand miles
The earth looks the same as it did
How is it we can fly faster than day
But we can’t find the things we need
Young man said the old man
Let the youth in your heart be at rest
We may all be dead
In a year or a day
When the devil is put to the test ¡
The day of creation
Was our finest hour
It’s something we ought to defend
But it’s been so abused
Since the first day of light
That no glory can come in the end
Young man cried the old man
There is victory in staying alive
And if you care so little
For the world we’re in
Why and what do you
Want to survive
Can’t we try
To let the past go by
With it’s lessons firmly
Settled in our minds
To our children one by one
And before the darkness comes
Let us leave a world full of light
Of a different kind
In truth they should meet
And with love
Their hearts should beat
And with patience
Solve the problems of our time
It wouldn’t be so hard to do
It’s only up to me and you
Let us not bequeath
A life that is a crime
Young man cried the old man
Let the youth in your heart be at rest
We may all be dead
In a year or a day
When the devil is put to the test
Young man ...
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