In the smiling,
In the laughs,
In the chit-chat,
In the jabs.
Peace can there be won.
In the sharing,
In the hands,
In the process,
In the land.
Peace can there be won.
In the young and seldom bold,
In the nature and the old.
There is a shoulder to find.
What you answer,
What you choose,
Through a lover,
In your food.
Peace can there be yours.
Does the more that you use mean the more you lose,
That the scene of the crime is just all around?
Respiration. Through everyone you know.
It goes in and out of them.
It's an equation that we already know.
In those three-day dizzy-spells.
In the faces that you felt closest to your mind.
Through an endless search for the end
You'll find yourself wanting and fearing what is there.
Does the more that we love mean the more we resent us,
And all that we're told is a distraction?
Isn't there something more than nothing, money, lust, and highs;
All that we are told to realize.
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