There was a peace of a song I heard the other day
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Some words I heard this singer say
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Something in me loved the way that it sounded
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When he said how he wanted to stand
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Stand and be counted
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Now, sometimes I talk to myself in the early dawn
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Before all the fragments of my dreams are gone
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Things you don't know why your mind held on to
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Or else sometimes you know more than you want to
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Stand an be counted, stand on the truth
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Stand on your honor, stand and be counted
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And I wonder who that kid was standing brave and trim
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And I hear myself breathe and I know that I was him
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Defender of the poor and those who cannot speak
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I thought I'd be standing by the dam trying to stop the leak
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So concerned with matters of the heart
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And knowing the millenium was just about to start
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And knowing that somehow we could make a difference
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I want to stand alone in front of the world and that oncoming tank
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Like that Chinese boy that we all have to thank
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He showed us in a picture that I have mounted
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Excactly what it means to stand and be counted
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Stand And Be Counted
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Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young |