| A squirrel in the tree is he watching me
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| Does he give a damn?
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| Does he care who I am?
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| I’m just a man, is that all I am
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| Are my manners misinterpreted words or only human?
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| I’m human
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| Murderous crow, hey what you know
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| What you reading about, what you hold in your toes
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| Is that a twig, are you a dove of peace
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| A black dove undercover, with another puzzle piece
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| Are you a riddle to solve all along?
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| Or am I over thinking thoughts of human after all
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| Only human
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| Made of flesh, made of sand, made of human
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| The planet’s talking about a revolution
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| The natural laws ain’t got no constitution
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| They’ve got a right to live their own life
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| But we keep paving over paradise
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| Cause we’re only human
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| Yes we are, only human
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| If it’s our only excuse do you think we’ll keep on being only human
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| Yes we are, yes we are
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| Only human, only human, only human
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| So far
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| Up in the major’s tree, the one he planted back when he was just a boy
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| Back in 1923
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| Thirty meters and a foot, take a look, take a climb
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| What you’ll find is the product of a seed
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| The seed is sown, all alone
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| It grows above, with a heart of love
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| Sharp and shelter of the animals of land and cold weather breathing
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| We’re all breathing in
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| The planet’s talking about a revolution
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| The natural laws ain’t got no constitution
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| They’ve got a right to live their own life
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| But we keep paving over paradise
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| Cause we’re only human
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| Yes we are, only human
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| If it’s our only excuse do you think we’ll keep on being only human
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| Yes we are, yes we are
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| Only human, only human, only human
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| So far
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| And this place it will outlive me
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| Before I get to heaven I’ll climb that tree
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| And I will have to give my thanks
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| For giving me the branch to swing on
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| If I ever fall in love
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| I’ll have to give myself a baby
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| I will let my children have their way
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| Cause we’re only human, yes we are
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| Only human, so far, so far |