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People Stand Themselves Next To The Righteous They Believe The Things They Say Are True They Speak In Terms Of What Divides Us To Justify The Violence They Do But It Is One, It Is One One World Spinning 'round The Sun Wherever It Is You Call Home Whatever Country You Come From It Is One

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People Stand Themselves Next

Jackson Browne

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People Stand Themselves Next To The Righteous They Believe The Things They Say Are True They Speak In Terms Of What Divides Us To Justify The Violence They Do But It Is One, It Is One One World Spinning 'round The Sun Wherever It Is You Call Home Whatever Country You Come From It Is One

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