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who will greet tomorrow? |
| The sun, the moon And all the wonders in the world Are nothing, mean nothing, Worth nothing If all this continues Sun can shine, We can pretend all is fine When tomorrow arrives Who will be there to greet it? Will it come in alone, Shaking and seeking shelter From the bitter cold? Who will hand it a hot drink, A biscuit and a blanket? It needs to be soothed, Nurtured and calmed Someone needs to greet tomorrow Let them not break it with hate Or blind it with prejudice It doesn't need a sappy song A silent respect will do Please let someone be there To bring it home. |