Tomorrow is gonna make you cry
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It's gonna make you kneel
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Before it breaks you from inside
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Still pressing on
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Arm over arm
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Still trying to get both feet back on to the ground
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They are harvesting these fields in autumn
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We're different now than when we started
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I am ready to wake up
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There in the exodus
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On the beautiful side of somewhere, baby
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There on the pavement, underneath the yellow moon
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I think of you and just how easily we bruise
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A folded address in my pocket, I have stopped
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Trying to believe for you that the bottom didn't drop
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I am on the platform, covered with dust
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I pray they take the both of us, and
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I am ready to wake up
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There in the exodus
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On the beautiful side of somewhere, baby
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And I am ready to come down
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And see us both somehow
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On the beautiful side of somewhere, someday
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Somewhere, someday
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I am lighting matches for the rescue
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Some are candles, some are fuses
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Acting on my best behavior
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Switching over every breaker
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As we're plowing through these laws of nature
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Disregarding every acre
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I'm lying in my Sunday best
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Assuming this was not a test, and
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I am ready to wake up
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There in the exodus
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On the beautiful side of somewhere, baby
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And I am ready to come down
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And see us both somehow
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On the beautiful side of somewhere, someday
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Somewhere, someday
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Beautiful side of somewhere.
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The Beautiful Side of Somewhere
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| Wallflowers |
