The world is breathing,
It is healing.
We are struggling to live
Still fighting.
Conspiracy theories of warfare
Has made love, being loved unfair.
To fight the virus,
We're washing our hands,
Wearing masks;
If the mind could be shielded
And washed as well
We'd have helped us
Faster off this hell.
It seems we ought to
Do some thinking still,
The world is healing,
Let it heal.
It is healing.
We are struggling to live
Still fighting.
Conspiracy theories of warfare
Has made love, being loved unfair.
To fight the virus,
We're washing our hands,
Wearing masks;
If the mind could be shielded
And washed as well
We'd have helped us
Faster off this hell.
It seems we ought to
Do some thinking still,
The world is healing,
Let it heal.
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