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          (A Ballad)
          Happiness comes with the reaching of a hand
          For another's hand to hold
          Homeward's something a heart needs to be soothed
          Afier all it's simple to be each others friend
          Sharing warmth against the cold
          Solidarity Defeats Solitude

          Sometime before I've had plans and ideas,
          Tried to be "someone" but the track was lost
          With shame, misery and bottles of beer.
          Yet one's loss becomes everybody's cost
          ln the pain to face a past that's cruel
          Solidarity Defeats Solitude

          What now seems to be right is bound to become wrong
          Truth's real, not just black or white
          It's, coloured, it's patterned, here's its beauty.
          Nothíngs more rewarding, reviving, and as strong
          As to fit together right
          Solidarity Defeats Solitude

          Happiness was the reaching of a hand
          To which my hand did hold,
          Now I face the past and understand it.
          I want to reach evervbody's soul
          Learn from there the true lessons that are pure
          Solidarity Defeats Solitude

           
          International House, Chicago, August 3rd 1994