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I love my country |
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By which I mean |
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I am indebted joyfully |
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To all the people throughout its history |
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Who have fought the government to make right |
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Where so many cunning sons and daughters |
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Our foremothers and forefathers |
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Came singing through slaughter |
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Came through hell and high water |
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So that we could stand here |
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And behold breathlessly the sight |
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How a raging river of tears |
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Cut a grand canyon of light |
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Yes, I've bin so many places |
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Flown through vast empty spaces |
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With stewardesses whose hands |
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Look much older than their faces |
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I've tossed so many napkins |
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Into that big hole in the sky |
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Bin at the bottom of the Atlantic |
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Seething in a two-ply |
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Looking up through all that water |
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And the fishes swimming by |
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And I don't always feel lucky |
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But I'm smart enough to try |
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Cuz humility has buoyancy |
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And above us only sky |
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So I lean in |
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Breathe deeper that brutal burning smell |
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That surrounds the smoldering wreckage |
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That I've come to love so well |
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Yes, color me stunned and dazzled |
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By all the red white and blue flashing lights |
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In the American intersection |
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Where black crashed head on with white |
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Comes a melody |
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Comes a rhythm |
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A particular resonance |
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That is us and only us |
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Comes a screaming ambulance |
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A hand that you can trust |
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Laid steady on your chest |
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Working for the better good |
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(Which is good at its best) |
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And too, bearing witness |
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Like a woman bears a child: |
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With all her might |
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Born of the greatest pain |
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Into a grand canyon of light |
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no song has gone unsung here |
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And this joint is strung crazy tight |
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And people bin raising up their voices |
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Since it just ain't bin right |
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With all the righteous rage |
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And all the bitter spite |
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That will accompany us out |
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Of this long night |
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That will grab us by the hand |
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When we are ready to take flight |
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Seatback and traytable |
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In the upright and locked position |
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Shocked to tears by each new vision |
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Of all that my ancestors have done |
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Like, say, the women who gave their lives |
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So that I could have one |
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People, we are standing at ground zero |
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Of the feminist revolution |
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Yeah, it was an inside job |
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Stoic and sly |
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One we're supposed to forget |
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And downplay and deny |
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But I think the time is nothing |
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If not nigh |
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To let the truth out |
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Coolest f-word ever deserves a ****ing shout! |
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I mean |
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Why can't all decent men and women |
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Call themselves feminists? |
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Out of respect |
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For those who fought for this |
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I mean, look around |
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We have this |
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Yes |
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I love my country |
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By which I mean |
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I am indebted joyfully |
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To all the people throughout its history |
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Who have fought the government to make right |
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Where so many cunning sons and daughters |
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Our foremothers and forefathers |
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Came singing through slaughter |
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Came through hell and high water |
| [03:21.55] |
So that we could stand here |
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And behold breathlessly the sight |
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How a raging river of tears |
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Is cutting a grand canyon of light |
