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PEOPLE STAND ON THE SIDELINES
IN THE NEWS READING ALL THE BYLINES
WONDERING, WHAT IF, WHAT IF THEY COULD SUBTRACT ALL THE OUTLINES
THEY'RE SUFFERING WITH. . .
                                  Putting ketchup on tomatoes
                         suffering with skiing on mashed potatoes
                          there is no summertime without the rain
                                    won't be seeing you again
I MUST RECEIVE SO THAT I MAY BELIEVE
NO MATTER HOW HARD I TRY
STANDING TALL STILL CAN'T REACH THE SKIES
YET I TRY, I TRY, FOR THE OUTCRY
I CRY OUT I TRY I CRY THE OUTCRY

                        places burning fires forest trees are burning
                         everywhere I keep reaching and reviewing
                          all those things that can' never be explain
                   can't be right about the rain cause ain't no clouds near

I MUST RECEIVE SO THAT I MAY BELIEVE
NO MATTER HOW HARD I TRY
STANDING TALL STILL CAN'T REACH THE SKIES
YET I TRY, I TRY, FOR THE OUTCRY
I CRY OUT I TRY I CRY THE OUTCRY

WE CRY LIKE NEW BORN BABES, WE CRY, (SIGH!!)
WIMPERING LIKE LITTLE BABY PUPS
NOW PUTTING KETCHUP ON TOMATOES
DOES IT SEEM LIKE CANABALIZM
I MADE IT MY DECISION
TO SKI ON A HILL MADE OF MASHED POTATOS
THERE IS SUMMERTIME WITH THE RAIN
AND I WILL SEE, SEE YOU AGAIN

I MUST RECEIVE SO THAT I MAY BELIEVE
NO MATTER HOW HARD I TRY
STANDING TALL STILL CAN'T REACH THE SKIES
YET I TRY, I TRY, FOR THE OUTCRY
I CRY OUT I TRY I CRY THE OUTCRY

IS A VISION NOT A RELIGION
I STAND ON MORALS NOT IDEAS
MANMADE PHILOSOHIES
I STAND TALL, I'LL BE STRONG
I CRY, LOUD FOR THE OUT CRY
NO MATTER HOW HARD I VOW
KEEPS ME HONEST AND HOW WELL NOT I CRY OUT FOR THE 

OUT CRY

written by James Edward Lee Sr.    June  26 2012

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