ON THE WORLD’S MIND

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When all gains wane

And all sanes stale

The world writes right

Deeds and live frights

That’s why I entreat

 

CHORUS

Paints horrors

With beams of smiles

Scatter hatred

With words so mild

Give good hugs

To last for life

Greatness needs no fingers of gold

All needs is a heart of gold

 

II

When your sun sets

And your dawn cries

Another’s sun rise

When your sun’s light reflect

On faces left to raise you high

 

CHORUS

Paint horrors

With beams of smiles

Scatter hatred

With words so mild

Give good hugs

To last for life

Greatness needs no fingers of gold

All it needs is a heart of gold

 

III

We will wed soils

We will scatter and mate

We will blend and fend

So lay on pillows of goo thought

And dream of a better treat

So I tell you to

 

CHORUS

Paint horrors

With beams of smiles

Scatter hatred

With words so mild

Give good hugs

To last for life

Greatness needs no fingers of gold

All it needs is a heart of gold

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015

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