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first we'd climb a tree and maybe then we'd talk or sit silently and listen to our thoughts will illusions of someday casting a
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golden light no dress rehearsal, this is our life
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that's where the hornet stung me and i had a feverish dream with revenge and doubt tonight, we smoked them out
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you are ahead by a century
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stare in the morning shroud and then the day began i tilted your cloud, you tilted my hand rain falls in real time and rain fell
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through the night no dress rehearsal, this is our life
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that's when the hornet stung me and i had a serious dream with revenge and doubt tonight, we smoked them out
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you are ahead by a century but this is our life and disappointing you's gettin' me down
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Ahead By A Century
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| The Tragically Hip |
