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Wont you look out to that horizon |
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These ships will all sail away |
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They all disappear like promises, it would all be so different |
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Oh but there's a day before the darkness |
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For drawing the bigger pictures |
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For drawing the friendly fire |
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For drawing upon a lifetime of ugly experience |
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Don't you leave me at the last time of asking |
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There is nothing serious, enough for this for this, for this |
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There is nothing serious, enough for this. |
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It's easy to count your blessing |
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It's easy to soldier on |
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It's easy to make the best of a bad situation |
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It's easy for me to smile and say hold on |
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There's nothing serious, enough for this, for this |
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There's nothing serious, enough to lose tomorrow |
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A wish for a choir of angels |
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A wish for a second chance |
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A wish for an opportunity to have said something simple like don't leave |
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Or to catch you at the last time of asking |
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There's nothing serious, enough for this for this, for this |
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There is nothing serious, enough to lose tomorrow, lose tomorrow, oh to lose tomorrow |
