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Press Scripts Radio Archive
Our Town
We were just a sleepy hollow
Where families came to rest
To live
to breath the easy country air
A fair wind
Filled our sails
And we
had a duck race,
parades, elections,
sports on the open fields
Art fair, theater
and library too
And schools for education
We got
crazy with a gun
We got children left inside
children on the run
We've got soldiers, swat,
and parents, police,
President, and governor
And the worlds all seeing eye
And their is nothing
any one can do
The world has gone away
And now
there's me
And you
We've been shot to peaces
Peaces laying on the ground
Peaces yet to find
We've have lost
our peace of mind
We've have lost our minds
Peaces
yet to find
Is this what it takes
to love our neighbor ?
No, our love was ok
Not perfect like
Gandy, Jesus, Martin Luther King Jr., Budda or Mother Terasia
But ok
There was help
There was good will
There was not
the knowledge
Or wisdom of
Where and what
Was needed
There was help
If we only knew
Where and how
We don't ... know why
We cry
We promise not to forget
We look at the children around us
We try to be better
Friends, parent, partner
Bystander, passer by
We try to be better
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