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Money is not of the value Love is not the right feeling What is left for such poeple Who know why they are living? Dust and darkness's all around us And the world is coming to the end But we're still looking for the happiness Knowing not what's awaiting ahead Maybe we're some pessimistic But we're seeking for gold in dust And such people being realistic Weren't tryin' to get out of this past There above your head There aside your heart Where you belong Where real home. Listen through the sound Look through the light Hear through the words Seem too hard Don't miss your chance Stand just tonight Change all your thoughts And ...(?) All people have good chances You just need to hope in your heart Truth, compassion, tolerance Will become your soul spry And everything turn white And everything turn right The universe becomes absolutely kind