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Here arise and say it's a honey (?) |
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All this light that daybreak brings |
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And the ancient bands that brung me |
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Till the bad where you sleeping safe |
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And we had agreed on |
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HenryLong before a flutter felt |
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And so it will be till memory |
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Makes a shadow of ourselves |
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And the reach (?) and the wrecks and the wrong |
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All would lead to believe that it's not |
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But it's foregone |
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It's foregone |
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Can it be that this is given |
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This awaking from long dark night |
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Of a soul so on and wizened |
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Sleep away to set to rights |
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And the reach and the wrecks and the wrong |
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All would lead to believe that it's not |
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But it's foregone |
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It's foregone |
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It's foregone, it's foregone |
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And the reach and the wrecks and the wrong |
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All would lead to believe that it's not |
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And the reach and the wrecks and the wrong |
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It's foregone |
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It's foregone |
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It's foregone |
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It's foregone |
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Carry onOoh carry on |
