Lost troubadours we bring you sound
Exiles of love hear what we found
Gone for so long banished for fear
Fear of life's beauty shining so clear
Here is the song that is sung for the one
The one who is waiting to become
Waiting in darkness waiting in light
Sharing a vision of no violent fight
Hear us sing sad songs
Hear us sing glad songs
Hear us sing that song
That you wanted to hear
Lost troubadours confronters of doom
Soldiers of love no gun but a tune
Travelling through these terrible times
Bringers of hope suspended in rhyme
It is in this way that we have our our say
One common parlance that can hold sway
On all oppression on all deceit
Recounting our story in places we meet
That which is heard in rhythm and word
Reaches out to you does this sound absurd?
Lost troubadours bringers of love
Touching the heart below as above
Here now to stay are you going our way?
This is the music we're going to play
Here is the song that's sung for the one
The one who is waiting for to become
Waiting in darkness waiting in light
Making a future from no violent fight
Hear us sing sad songs
Hear us sing glad songs
Hear us sing that song
That you wanted to hear
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