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Last Sunday morning, the sunshine felt like rain. |
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Week before, they all seemed the same. |
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With the help of God and true friends, I come to realize |
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I still had two strong legs, and even wings to fly. |
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And oh I, ain't wastin time no more |
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'Cause time goes by like hurricanes, and faster things. |
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Lord, lord Miss Sally, why all your cryin'? |
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Been around here three long days, you're lookin' like you're dyin'. |
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Just step yourself outside, and look up at the stars above |
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Go on downtown baby, find somebody to love. |
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Meanwhile I ain't wastin' time no more |
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'Cause time goes by like pouring rain, and much faster things. |
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You don't need no gypsy to tell you why |
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You can't let one precious day slip by. |
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Look inside yourself, and if you don't see what you want, |
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Maybe sometimes then you don't, |
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But leave your mind alone and just get high. |
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Well by and by, way after many years have gone, |
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And all the war freaks die off, leavin' us alone. |
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We'll raise our children in the peaceful way we can, |
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It's up to you and me brother |
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To try and try again. |
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Well, hear us now, we ain't wastin' time no more |
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'Cause time goes by like hurricanes |
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Runnin' after subway trains |
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Don't forget the pouring rain. |
