Thank you God for all of this
For filling me with all your love
For allowing me to feel real bliss
Whenever I feel the truth above
For filling me with all your love
I have a lot to give to peers
Whenever I feel the truth above
It nearly moves me right to tears
I have a lot to give to peers
Even if just an embrace
It nearly moves me right to tears
To see peace bloom among our race
Even if just an embrace
Will cure a person of his wrath
To see peace bloom among our race
Will let me know I'm on the right path
Will curing a person of his wrath
Be a realistic feat
Will letting me know I'm on the right path
Show me that eventually we'll all meet
Be it a realistic feat
To give of ourselves as much as we can
Show me that eventually we'll all meet
Show me the shape of my brother's hand
To give of ourselves as much as we can
It is after all the holy way
Show me the shape of my brother's hand
Show me the sooth that my sister will say
It is after all the holy way
Regardless of a star or cross
Show me the sooth that my sister will say
She is my lover without exhaust
Regardless of a star or cross
We'll all be grateful for our lives
She is my lover without exhaust
This is not a tale of wives
We'll all be grateful for our lives
For allowing us to feel real bliss
This is not a tale of wives
Thank you God for all of this
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