Cheyenne Lyrics

An infant reared on hatred never learns
To hold diversity inviolate
While so-called moralists proclaim they've got the test
To monitor the ways our love's expressed.

So just think it through.
Hatred is the stillborn child of ignorance and boredom.
Such a narrow view
Means seeds of tolerance are sown by those who can't afford them.

What will you do?
It's not too late for you to change your xenophobic point of view.

Now your pontifications leave us draped in disbelief.
Why should we suffer for the fear that's underneath
If we could learn to cherish what sets us apart,
Keep love instead of fear within our hearts?

So just think it through.
Hatred is the stillborn child of ignorance and boredom.
Such a narrow view
Means seeds of tolerance are sown by those who can't afford them.

What will you do?
It's not too late for you to change your xenophobic point of view.

Big fucking man, contestant in a freak show,
So quick to terrorize someone you hardly know.
Don't see the pain, when will you realize
That love is never wrong, just learn to empathize.

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