The Gathering
Let love lead the way.
Let's sing this song every day.
Let's sing it from the mountaintop and valley low,
Let's sing it from the rainforest to city streets aglow.
Let the mighty trumpets play out loud.
Stand and sing a lovely song of love and be proud.
Be proud to be alive on this plane,
Grateful to live and not complain.
No matter the hue of your skin,
When we seek the best in ourselves and others, we all win.
Tomorrow will not work because it might be too late.
Give me my flowers now, and I'll do the same for you. Let's celebrate.
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