This is not extraordinary
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The is just the sand that turns to stone
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Flowing with the tributary
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Facing every moment as it comes
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We fall down. All float on
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Until we've found we belong
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Time may heal the wound but when the
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Bone is set you still can see the scar
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The bruise is still a blacken blue still
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Blood will flow into and from the heart
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All these lies, all this blame
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Cannot fight an arrow's aim
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Raise a glass and toast the morning
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The storm has gone. Today's another day
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The water may be rising but the
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Day is young, it's good to be awake
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Past is past wise men say
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All that time that forms these chains
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But all our lives are just today
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On and on and on and older
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Why do we face what we face?
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I just can't say
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Past Is Past
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| Get Up Kids |
