Words & Music by Beth A. Schafer © 2002

In the garden Adam had no worries. In that world there was no word for war
Now banished, incomplete and full of fury, with no garden anymore.
Hurtful words are coming from the writers, money meant for learning funds defense.
Graceful moves come only from the fighters. Instead, let's get out and dance!

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I'm working for Sha - lorn. I'm praying for Sha Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia lorn.
I'm singing for sha- lorn, sha Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia lorn.

Misdirected talent fuels the fire hungry but not knowing what we crave
Sends us 'round in circles 'til we tire with only our souls to save
One day we will leave our doors wide open; on that day our hearts will open too
Until that time is here I'll just keep hopin' that we will know what to do

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Who is brave enough to be humble? Who stands tall enough to sit down?
Who can use their power to be quiet 'til the others come around?
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