Dave: Bud: don't cry
they've no reason to argue
at all
Change: Hey Patrice don't cry,
they've no reason to harm you at all
they don't realize
that the angels surround you in light
they don't understand
their narrow ways defeat them where they stand
they don't realize
you hide your sadness beneath a painted smile.
Ignorance,
that blind old fool, steers a wayward path
and set the course upon which we sing into a night of uncertainty
Following the stars
that make their way across the sky
valuing the love
that land brings to our eyes
We sail...

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