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When the morning mist is fading |
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And a new day's breaking through |
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I find myself walking this same old road |
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Some shadows are still dancing |
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To a music never ending |
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Among them walks a man with a heavy load |
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He's only doing what he's been told |
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It's the game he has to play |
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Nothing new, he's getting old |
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He lives from day to day |
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It's the price we pay |
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For every single day |
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We got to push to make the big wheel turn |
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Neither black nor white |
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Just another shade of grey |
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If you reach the sky the sun will make you burn |
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I am singing out my sadness |
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As the morning mist arise |
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Let the sun come melt my pain again |
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In the sunshine of tomorrow |
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There's a promise I've been told |
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About a future wrapped in golden chains |
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He's only doing what he's been told |
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It's the game he has to play |
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Nothing new, he's getting old |
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He lives from day to day |
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It's the price we pay |
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For every single day |
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We got to push to make the big wheel turn |
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Neither black nor white |
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Just another shade of grey |
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If you reach the sky the sun will make you burn |
