The sound of children's laughter, as they pass to school
each day
Will a madman press a button soon, and blow the world away,
Can the children's laughter always stay, to drive away the
gloom
And will it pray, pass back this way, later this afternoon.
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The world has become a very dangerous place. A message, well put.