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Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Children of the World






Children of the World

Written by Michael Jackson
Dancing the dream





Children of the world, we'll do it

We'll meet on endless shores

Making sandcastles and floating our boats

While people fight and defend their point of view

Forever putting on masks that are new

We'll swing the tide of time and do it.

Children of the world, we'll do it

With song and dance and innocent bliss

And the soft caress of a loving kiss

We'll do it.

While traders trade and haggle their price

And politicians try so hard to be nice

We'll meet on endless shores and floating our boats

We'll do it.

While lawyers argue and doctors treat

Stockbrokers quote the price on meat

While preachers preach and ring the bell

Carpetbaggers with something to sell

We'll sing and dance in innocent bliss

With the soft caress of a loving kiss

We'll do it


Meeting on endless shores

Making sandcastles and floating our boats

We'll do it.

We'll ride a rainbow, a cloud, a storm

Flying in the wind, we'll change our form

We'll touch the stars, embrace the moon

We'll break the barrier and be there soon

While architects plan their buildings high

And trade unions raise their hue and cry

While boardroom squabbles generate heat

And in secret places dealers meet

We'll sing and dance in innocent bliss

With the soft caress of a loving kiss

We'll do it.

While philosophers grapple and continue to tackle

Endless dilemmas of body and mind

Physicists wander, continue to ponder

Perennial questions of space and time

Archaeologists survey, continue to dig

Bygone treasures small and big

Psychologists probe, analyze the tears

Of hysterical notions, phobias, fears

While priests take confession

In a serious session









And people struggle

In the hustle and bustle

In the noise and din

On the meaning of sin

We'll touch the stars, embrace the moon

Break the barrier, arrive there soon

Ride the rainbow, the cloud, the storm

Flying in the wind, changing our form

Children of the world, we'll do it

With song and dance and innocent bliss

The soft caress of a loving kiss

We'll do it.

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