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Where Are All The People
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From My Fathers Heart Where are all the people
That care which way we go,
To care if we are dieing
That care if we still grow.
Where are all the people
To hold the shining lites,
To see that we don’t stumble
To guide us in the night.
Where are all the people
To help us if we fall,
To get us back to our feet
To help us to walk tall.
Where are all the people
To see you to the end,
To go with you the journey
Time to always spend.
We don’t want to tire
Or wear the others dry,
We just need a little help
An ear to hear the why.
Where are all the people
To help us stand up proud,
Many are so hidden
Faces in a crowd.
