One from last night at the Hove Pavilion

Because sometimes what you need is a little optimism:

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I'm tired of wearing thin these same old words of rage
Some days the bad guys win, but nothing's changed
For though the language fail and the nerves of love grow numb
Somehow we carry on, undefeated.

Holding all people's lives to be of equal worth
More dear than the money talk, or the tricks of the state
The hands that work no wrong, the breath that lifts the song
The hearts that hold each other, undefeated.

Robb Johnson, Undefeated