Our fate is sealed; gone is the rule of law.
The court has taken on itself a role
Of changing words to legislate; its claw
So proud in reason as it takes control.
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In the softness of the morning
When the sun is barely dawning
And the vigor of the day is like a youth,
There is scarcely any stirring,
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The San Francisco Hills are, day by day,
A mystery that never goes away.
Some need a revelation so they'll know
Why they put on the purest iv'ry show.
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You know,
I'm not ill iterate, you know;
Just sick of school, you fool.
I read a book, you know, but WHOA!
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Like oaks bow down before the wind,
I come with bended knee:
Almighty God, source of my strength,
Here's all I ask of Thee -
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One by one, we're planted in
Our cemetery plots,
By careful hands and quaking hearts -
Beloved forget-me-nots.
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God gave the spark to start this spinning world:
By saying, 'Let it be', the world became.
His Son sustains it so it's still unfurled -
Or, like old cloth, He'd roll it up and flame.
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Remember when my hair was black,
And we were young and gay,
And on this river we set forth
To spend a summer's day?
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