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An Action Bird
Whisper a song of peace to come, and I will shout it back
Sing that song in yer own hometown, you all have got the knack
Bring me the robe of a man of peace and I will wear it proud
A man of peace needs not this garb, the Lord will provide him clouds
Give me a draught of the cup of peace and I won’t thirst again
You say you are gonna bring that cup around, brother, well I say, “Where and When?”
If one flame of hope could burn so bright, I’d light my candle too
Some flames can burn and scorch and sear, and some flames can heal you through
When there’s silence from the upper room, the basement people got to be heard
But don’t just flap yer dusty old lips, sing out like an action bird
Whisper a song of peace to come, and I will shout it back
Sing that song in yer native tongue, and the whole world will shout it back
Sing that song in yer own hometown, y’all have got the knack
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