That the truth has a tongue

All your armies, all your fighters

All your tanks, and all your soldiers

Against a boy holding a stone

Standing there all alone

In his eyes I see the sun

In his smile I see the moon

And I wonder, I only wonder

Who is weak, and who is strong?

Who is right, and who is wrong?

And I wish, I only wish

That the truth has a tongue

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