"Good God, don't jump!"
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The boy sat on the ledge.
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The old man who had fainted was revived.
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(He's all right)
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And everyone agreed it would be miracle indeed if the boy survived.
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Save the life of my chaild,
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Cried the desperate mother.
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A woman from the supermarket ran to call the cops,
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He must be high on something, someone said.
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Though it never made the New York Times,
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In the Daily News the caption read,
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Save the life of my chaild,
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Cried the desperate mother.
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/Hello, darkness, my old friend,
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I've come to talk with you again./
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A patrtol car passing by halted to a stop,
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Said Officer MacDougal in dismay,
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The boss can't do a decent job
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Because the kid's got no respect for the law today.
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Save the life of my chaild,
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Cried the desperate mother.
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Oh, what's becomig of the children,
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People ask of each other.
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When darkness fell, excitement kissed the crowd and it made them wild,
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In the atmosphere of freakly holiday.
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When the spotlight hit the boy,
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And the crowd began to cheer,
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He flew away.
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Oh, my grey sky, got no hiding place.
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Oh, my grey sky, got no hiding place.
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Save The Life Of My Child
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| Simon & Garfunkel |
