There's no religion but the joys of rhythm
There's no religion
but the rites of Spring
There's no religion in the path of
hate
No prayer but the one I sing
Send your love into the future
Send your precious love into some
distant time
And fix that wounded planet with the love of your
healing
Send your love
Send your love
There's no religion but sex and music
There's no religion that's
right or winning
There's no religion in the path of hatred
Ain't
no prayer but the one I'm singing
Send your love
Send your love
Sting
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