...it took so long to give this to anyone who fell.
Forgive me for being old enough to remember.
"Mother, mother
There's too many of you crying
Brother, brother, brother
There's far too many of you dying
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today
Father, father
We don't need to escalate
'Cause war is not the answer
For only love can conquer hate
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some understandin' here today
Picket lines and picket signs
Don't come to me with brutality
Just talk to me, so you can see
Oh, what's going on
What's going on
What's going on
What's going on
Father, father
Everybody thinks we're wrong
But who are they to judge us
Simply because our hair is long
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some loving here today
Picket lines and picket signs
Don't punish me with brutality
Talk to me
So you can see
What's going on
What's going on
Tell me what's going on"
Our poets told us long ago. Please talk to me, so you can see.
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