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It won't bring back lovers and friends,
But it might make for a happier end.

There is hope in the land of ruins
In the village of old enemies
Who have come to join hands for they share the knowledge:
Compassion is the measure of a man.

It won't bring back lovers and friends,
But it might make for a happier end.

And all the colours will return to these hills
Where the dust of despair takes hold.
One day they will drink from these not still waters.
Where there's a will there's a road.

It won't bring back lovers and friends,
But it might make for a happier end.
Compassion is the measure of a man.
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It won't bring back lovers and friends,   But it might make for a happier end.      There is hope in the land of ruins   In the village of old enemies   Who have come to join hands for they share the knowledge:   Compassion is the measure of a man.      It won't bring back lovers and friends,   But it might make for a happier end.      And all the colours will return to these hills   Where the dust of despair takes hold.   One day they will drink from these not still waters.   Where there's a will there's a road.      It won't bring back lovers and friends,   But it might make for a happier end.   Compassion is the measure of a man.
 
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