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EmColored banners, color kills What color is the blood that spills DIf we don't see it no one will CUnder one big sky
Guns and plowshares, promise land Ghosts of war stretch out their hand If we don't hear them no one can Under one big sky (Chorus:)
EUnder one big sky a voice is Gcrying to be heard DBut in a world where love has died EThat voice seems so absurd EWe are children of the future GMaybe we're just passing through here DAll depends on what you do here CUnder one big sky
Quest for power; pay the cost Liberty in tempest tossed If we don't stop them, we'll be lost Under one big sky Chorus x3