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Common Ground
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12. COMMON GROUND
Music and Lyrics by David Ippolito
Raise up a flag.
Come blow the horn.
Forget the truth you knew when you were born.
Teach your children, as you whisper in their ear,
Teach them the reasons and the need for their fear.
Draw them a map, one that defines
All the nations of the world separated with black lines.
Never mind a bird that's sailing high up in the winds,
Looks down, and can't see where one ends and one begins.
Someday we may be bound
To tear the borders down.
And that's the day we'll meet... on Common Ground.
Shout from the left. Shout from the right.
Scream that it's day, if the other swears it's night.
Raise your banner up... defend it with pride,
Pausing only to attack the other side.
But all of those who play that tired game
Won't get beyond the finger-pointing and the blame.
They'll stay locked inside that darkness 'til they see
The power of an open mind is still the key.
Someday we may be bound
To lay our banners down.
That's the day we'll meet... on Common Ground.
I still recall one high school afternoon,
The first photographs of our planet from the moon.
Silent, sky-blue island spinning in space.
Since then I've felt... it's such a tiny place.
Someday we may be bound
To lay our hatred down.
The truth is we all live... on Common Ground
Someday we may be bound
To lay our anger down The truth is we all live... on Common Ground
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I Love The Company (CD)
The People on the Hill
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