Every dawn gets its day like
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Every frown gets her way like
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Every step to the daylight keeps you stumbling on
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Every backward blackbird
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Sounding out through the rafters
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So sure he can be heard
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Thinks he bears a ton
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So wake up, wake up, to wake the sun
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Wake up, wake up, wake the sun
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Wake up, wake up, hanging like a chain
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Wake up, wake up, wake the sun
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Wake up, wake up, hanging like a chain
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Wait for, wait for the first train
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Man dragging a sheep skin
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Preaching reeking of weekend
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To the signs speaking tongues of kingdom come
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Every dawn gets its day like
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Every gown gets her way like
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Every step that I lay down brings me where I'm from
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To lay down, lay down, to lay my crumbs
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Wake up, wake up, wake the sun
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Wake up, wake up, hanging like a chain
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Wake up, wake up, wake the sun
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Wake up, wake up, hanging like a chain
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Wait for, wait for the first train
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We're all on, on
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That train
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Wake up, wake up, wake the sun
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Wake up, wake up, hanging like a chain
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Wait for, wait for the first train
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Who hired the walls of the station
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To arrest my imagination
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Profit from my place under the callous thumb
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Every dawn gets its day like
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Bound to blindly parade like
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Every step that we weigh down plays out like a drum
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To wake up, shake up, to wake the sun
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Wake up, wake up, wake the sun
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Wake up, wake up, hanging like a chain
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Wake up, wake up, wake the sun
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Wake up, wake up, hanging like a chain
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Wait for, wait for the first train
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Wake The Sun
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