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Down the street you can hear her scream |
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You're a disgrace as she slams the door |
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In his drunken face |
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And now he stands outside |
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And all the neighbors start to gossip and drool |
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He cries oh girl you must be mad |
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What happened to the sweet love you and me had |
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Against the door he leans and start a scene |
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And his tears fall and burn the garden green |
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And so castles made of sand |
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Fall in the sea |
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Eventually |
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A little Indian brave who before he was ten |
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Played wargames in the woods with his Indian friends |
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And he built a dream that when he grew up |
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He would be a fearless warrior Indian chief |
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Many moons past and more the dream grew strong |
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Until tomorrow he would sing his first war song |
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And fight his first battle |
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But something went wrong |
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Surprise attack killed him in his sleep that night |
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And so castles made of sand |
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Fall in the sea |
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Eventually |
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There was a young girl |
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Whose heart was a frown |
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'Cause she was crippled for life |
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And she couldn't speak a sound |
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And she wished and prayed |
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She could stop livin' |
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So she decide to die |
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She drew her wheelchair to the edge of the shore |
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And to her legs she smiled |
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You won't hurt me no more |
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But then a sight she'd never seen made her jump and say |
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Look a golden winged ship is passing my way |
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And it really didn't have to stop |
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It just kept on going |
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And so castles made of sand |
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Slips into the sea |
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Eventually |