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Fred Tackett, Craig Fuller, Bill Payne, Paul Barrere |
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Another grey dawn another day gone |
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Deeper in debt as the night draws in |
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There's something inside me |
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Rings like a melody |
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Pullin' my heart like a frozen wind |
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Seems like most of my life's spent gettin' by day to day |
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Fendin' off new hard times arrival |
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Little by little I try as the days go by |
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Waitin' around on some kind of luck's revival |
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There's a full moon risin' just about midnight |
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A high tide comin' 'round just about dawn |
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But I know it can't last |
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Livin' on dreams and the shadows they cast |
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Got to be strong |
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One of these days I gotta be gone |
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Been livin' on dreams just a little too long |
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The sleep comes hard and money does too |
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So I wake up worried in the mornin' light |
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As the sun comes through the tears in the window shades |
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It don't seem fair that it has to be such a fight |
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The women keep comin' 'round |
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Spendin' my hard earned pay |
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Bent on the minimization of my survival |
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Been holdin' me down |
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But one fine day |
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Gonna break these chains of denial |
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There's a full moon risin' just about midnight |
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A high tide comin' 'round just about dawn |
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But I know it can't last |
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Livin' on dreams and the shadows they cast |
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Got to be strong |
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One of these days I gotta be gone |
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Been livin' on dreams just a little too long |
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Little by little I try as the days go by |
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To find some way to break these chains of denial |
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There's a full moon risin' just about midnight |
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A high tide comin' 'round just about dawn |
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But I know it can't last |
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Livin' on dreams and the shadows they cast |
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Got to be strong |
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One of these days I gotta be gone |
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Been livin' on dreams just a little too long |
