Let's face it, it's inevitable. It's going to happen, probably sooner than we think. Herewith I have a suggestion for a scene using an old song because I don't think any modern musical composer could come up with anything that's more on the mark.
Ray wasn't singing about what he knew, 'cause Ray had been blind since he was a child. He hadn't seen many purple mountains. He hadn't seen many fruited plains. He was singing about what he believed to be.
Mr. President, we love America, not because of all of us have seen the beauty all the time.
But we believed if we kept on working, if we kept on marching, if we kept on voting, if we kept on believing, we would make America beautiful for everybody.