Wake, put your heart in place
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Summer you¡¯re mind dead
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Rise up from the fall long
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And take a million pills a day
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Vacation from the pain
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Wings with efforts to follow
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Don¡¯t wait to recognize my face
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Time won¡¯t hesitate
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To never spend and borrow
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The hear is dazed
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Have the mindless stance
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Like this is only the dawn
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It¡¯s a sentimental shrapnel
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That is tearing you and kill
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I¡¯m torn with chains under your skin
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The time will push on through
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Could tell you this was easy
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But you always know the truth
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So I¡¯ll just sit here scratching out the love
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Oh oh oh oh
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Oh oh oh oh
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Fearsome fate and fearsome faith
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Takes cover in your mental state
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Cracking up under the weight
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Disappearing yesterday
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Hyperbolic metaphor
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Shining bullet to absorb
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Meditative condescend
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Dark close comes, you don¡¯t hold back
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It¡¯s calling me back
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Feels like someone else I know
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Familiar place I used to go
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A past, but is it easily shown?
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I¡¯m falling through it
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Anchors aweigh
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The rope is frayed
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Soon it will break
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We¡¯re lost and we¡¯re saved
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Our moon is round
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It¡¯s hanging on
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Her silver fall
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Has covered my thoughts
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The hours have left in morning mists
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And the following close behind
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The dark horse is coming to take me away
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And dark holes is burning tonight
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Anchors Aweigh
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| The Tom Fun Orchestra |
