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I want things to be good
When the hawk touches down
Have to stand where we should
When the hawk touches down
When polished and spiffed,
Our spirits will lift
Let us ready the gift
When the hawk touches down

I want things to go right
When the hawk touches down
No squabbles no fights
When the hawk touches down
Not a single forked tongue
From the old or the young
Just clean air in our lungs
When the hawk touches down

When atmosphere gives in to pressure
And the surging rivers arise,
Baby, let’s show up together
With nothing but love in our eyes

Gotta keep a straight face
When the hawk touches down
All games in their place
When the hawk touches down
No signs of disorder
Or cobwebs in the corner
You’ll be shot at the border
When the hawk touches down

This race will be judged
When the hawk touches down
Never sleep on a grudge
Lest the hawk touches down
He can pick up the scent
Of discouragement 
All report to the tent
For when the hawk touches down

When atmosphere gives in to pressure
And the surging rivers arise,
Baby, let’s stand up together
With nothing but love in our eyes

Your heart is your seal
When the hawk touches down
The unrighteous made real
When the hawk touches down
From the unleavened wheat
To the washing of feet
By the true Paraclete –
All rites shall complete
when the hawk touches down

You bet we all pray
When the hawk touches down
It’s Contrition Day
When the hawk touches down
Under scarlet moon
Amid molten dunes
Jesus follows soon
after the hawk touches down.

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