On the morning of creation the heavens with joy did ring
The oceans sang in celebration of the goodness life would bring
But now the world is veiled in darkness and no brother knows his own
In the night that is upon us all are strangers, each alone
Sit down, mama, let me share in your sorrow
Let your tears fall, don't hide the pain
Something tells me that by this time tomorrow
We will ride that slow and holy train
And the world will have learned to love again
Will we learn for each other to feel at home on the Earth
The time has come to discover just exactly what it's worth
The call comes ringing down the ages, can you touch the soul of Man
And though there's blood on history's pages we're still seeking the promised land
Sit down, mama, let me share in your sorrow
Let your tears fall, don't hide the pain
Something tells me that by this time tomorrow
We will ride that slow and holy train
And the world will have learned to love again
The call comes ringing down the ages, can you touch the soul of Man
And though there's blood on history's pages we're still seeking the promised land
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