(Mark Erelli)
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Everyday moves from a blessing to a curse
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Pull out of the driveway slip it in reverse
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Take a turn for the better, a turn for the worse
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And you're stuck out on the interstate again
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Sit at a desk and watch the clock
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Time slows down and grinds to a stop
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You wish it was a dream but you know it's not
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And it's getting too hard to pretend
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CHORUS
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But you do it everyday and you don't know why
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Paint by numbers, pass away the time
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There ain't no reason, ain't no rhyme
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You do it everyday and you don't know why
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She wakes up to an empty bed
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Lies there alone with the thoughts in her head
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All the words unspoken, words unsaid
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She throws back the covers and walks downstairs
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The coffee on the counter is black and cold
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Silence breaks, the day unfolds
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She looks in the mirror and feels so old
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And says "the things you do to survive..."
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But you do it everyday and you don't know why
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Steppin' on the tightrope, walkin' on the wire
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(CHORUS)
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Everyday moves from a blessing to a curse
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Life goes on for better or worse
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Years slip by, the months are a blur
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Leaving only enough to remember
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So you wonder how it ever came down to this
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There must've been something that you just missed
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Or maybe this is all that there ever is
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Outside a new day is beginning
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But you do it everyday and you don't know why
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The skeletons rattle and the old ghosts lie
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There ain't no reason, ain't no rhyme
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You do it everyday and you don't know why
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You do it everyday
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You do it everyday
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Do It Everyday
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| Mark Erelli |
