Tolerance - Michael Franti, Spearhead

A child is born and a mamma’s torn

About the life that it’s bound to live

A sun and moon, and a modest home

Is all they asking the Lord to give

But politics and big events

They never seem to notice the little guy

So make a plan or simply hold a hand

But don’t ever be a passer by

Tolerance or violence

And the whole world goes to war

Is one enough or is one too many?

Before we say, «No more»

Could you ever love a pot of gold?

Could you ever love another lonely soul?

And could you ever find a love that was oceans wide?

Could you ever find love in another stranger’s eyes?

Give a little tolerance, tolerance

We need you more and more

So lend a hand or simply hold a friend

Thats in need of a life support

Draw a picture, share a whisper

Anyway that you can rise above

And when the end is near, who is gonna volunteer?

To be the last one to die for love

Tolerance or violence

And the whole world goes to war

Is one enough or is one too many?

Before we say, «No more»

No more, no more

No more, no more