for mel

Time to let the rain fall
Without the help of man.
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Time to let the trees grow tall
Now if they only can.
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Time to let our children live
In a land that’s free.

Ally, ally, ally, ally oxen free
Ally, ally, ally, ally oxen free
.

Time to blow the smoke away,
And look at the sky again.
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Time to let our friends all know
We’d like to begin again.
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.Ally, ally, ally, ally oxen free

Ally, ally, ally, ally oxen free
Ally, ally, ally, ally oxen free

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Time to send a message
Across the land and sea.

Time to the see the fairness
Of our children’s game
.

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Time for men to stop
And learn to do the same.
..

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Time to make our minds up
If the world at last will be.

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Ally, ally, ally, ally oxen free
Ally, ally, ally, ally oxen free

and I quote from my research: "some people think this expression came from the Biblical 'Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani?' ('My God, My God, why have you abandoned me?'); an amusing, but highly unlikely, etymological possibility. . ."
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one of the things I like so much about blogging is what you learn - the variety of life that you are exposed to - even ordinary everyday things like the changes in the weather that other people experience when you yourself live in a city where the sky is constantly grey and the clouds are uniform and dull and just plod across the landscape and nothing really ever happens. . .

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until you stop looking at the bigger picture
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but then,
other times
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the bigger picture is just as good

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with love X