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remember Never Never Land to choose to become afraid of the lightning and thunder to lose contact with the greatest gift they'll ever know their own imagination... why do they let it go? their own imagination... where does it go? all we need to save this world is found within our hearts when we close our doors, that's where the trouble really starts just look into the eyes of children who have not been taught that happiness and the best things in life are not store bought but children are made to pay for the wars their parents fought and it's not fair, we all agree but no one has the guts to make it right yes we all care, but do we see that we don't care enough to stop the fight so what we share, with our children is the fear of letting our imaginations dream for we feel we must always be in control we don't trust ourselves to be free we don't trust ourselves we don't trust our children we don't trust... more's the pity we seem to forget what every child's heart understands imagination... remember Never Never Land? and so giving up in magic and wonder is our foolish way and we don't trust ourselves or our children to free play so we lose touch with the one greatest gift we'll ever know our own imagination... why do we let go? our own imaginations... where do they go? we say we believe in God, but in reality we use that to cop out on our own responsibility we speak noble words and go through motions that pretend we're good and kind within out minds but truth shows in the end we live lives that we have to close our eyes to defend all we need to save this world is found within our hearts when we close our doors, that's where the trouble really starts just look into the eyes of children who have not been taught that happiness and the best things in life are not store bought but children are made to pay for the wars their parents fought and it's not fair, we all agree but no one has the guts to make it right yes we all care, but do we see that we don't care enough to stop the fight so what we share, with our children is the fear of letting our imaginations dream for we feel we must always be in control we don't trust ourselves to be free we don't trust ourselves we don't trust our children we don't trust... our fantasies we don't trust ourselves we don't trust our children we don't trust... reality we seem to forget what every child's heart understands but we all regret... forgotten Never Never Land but to experience this life's greatest sensation all we have to do is use our own imagination we lose the fantasy... but in imagination we can still see and remember Never Never Land and in reality... in the eyes of our children we can still see and remember Never Never Land
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