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This dream of yours

hits me to the core

I've had it too

and it makes me feel blue

It comes to me when I'm awake

and I tell myself that I won't partake

but the signs are clear

the end of America is near

I try not to fear

as I choke back a tear...

for I'm afraid that I'll create

or co-create

this terrible fate

Is it out of my control? 

I'm trying to console

myself

I choose love

I choose faith

is it enough

to stop this state?

of wreckage

of ruin

is it all my doin?

I tell myself I won't forsake

for it's only love 

I want to create

If I change myself

while I'm awake

will the outside world 

reflect my state?

I choose love

I choose faith

I will create

a beautiful world 

we can celebrate

join me my friends

for it's not the end

let's change our thoughts

so that we may mend

a hard climb it is

as we ascend

but If we commit to the job 

we will transcend

so come on

and join me

for I portend

if we do it together

we'll form a new trend