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Carelessness, something I've read about |
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In a magazine, in a journal of |
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Medicine for fever and rapid heart |
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For the younger set giving life a start |
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All the pain and dissent |
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All the freedom to climb |
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A thousand wishes I've missed |
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For hanging onto this |
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When a moment brings |
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Hope for everything |
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Every time I walk away from this |
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Will the one who came |
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To throw it all away |
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Ever get to see the end of this? |
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Carelessness, is something I recognize |
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When you're fast asleep |
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And I'm in the right |
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Taking in everything you ignore |
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My abrasiveness |
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And your angel core |
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More minutes of life |
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Put away, set aside |
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Ever following things |
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That I won't find |
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Won't you climb high |
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And shower some correction on me? |
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Don't dare disguise |
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Your colorful predictions are clear |
