The Beautiful World We Call Home

Intro

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Verse 1

I was born on a hillside of clover

Sisters braiding my hair in the sun

My father taught me how to hold a hammer

And how to run when the running is done

Pre-Chorus

Now the morning burns

Now the rivers turn

And I carry every face I love

Chorus

This is the beauty we fight for

Green fields and gateways of stone

This is the beauty we fight for

Every small garden I've known

Hold the line

Hold the line

For the beautiful world

We call home

Post-Chorus

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Verse 2

My brother writes me letters from the valley

His handwriting trembles at the seams

I keep his words folded in my pocket

I keep his laughter inside my dreams

Pre-Chorus

And the cannons cry

And the swallows fly

Over wheat that we have yet to reap

Chorus

This is the beauty we fight for

Green fields and gateways of stone

This is the beauty we fight for

Every small garden I've known

Hold the line

Hold the line

For the beautiful world

We call home

Post-Chorus

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Bridge

Rise for the rose

Rise for the rain

Rise for the child who will never know pain

Rise for the river

Rise for the rye

Rise for the morning we do not have to die

Chorus

This is the beauty we fight for

Wild winds and windows of glass

This is the beauty we fight for

All that the seasons will pass

Hold the line

Hold the line

For the beautiful world

We call home

Post-Chorus

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