written by Don Chaffer on 3/18/99 (from about midnight to 8:00 am)
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got to restore
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got to restore
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got to restore
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got to restore
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Sometimes it's late at night
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I'm thinkin but I'm not quite
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there. Everywhere that I turn
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It's a county fair
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This booth, that booth, I'm everything that's uncouth
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and I can't keep nothing straight except my front tooth
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Late night NPR
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programming'll go far
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listenin to Kerouac
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in a French Quarter bar
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I was not a beatnik
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I didn't do the speed
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but I could get high on the pages I'd read
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CHORUS
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Oh, got to restore
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Oh, got to restore
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Oh, got to restore
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Oh, got to restore
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I get fascinated by the strangest things
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and my wife has to deal with my wide mood swings
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Some nights are mellow
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Some nights are okay
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But I don't want things to just stay this way
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I left the bacon fryin in a pan last night
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I heard a baby cryin in the man inside
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Untended, unmended, my needs are open-ended
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But I believe you can heal the way I feel
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The river I'm thinking of
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doesn't have a stink above
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the water from the waste that's been dumped therein
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This river is crystal, not method, not madness
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The river is rolling, and the river is life
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Now I ain't being funny
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and I ain't being queer
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I'm gonna say it simple
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and I'm gonna say it clear
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The bridegroom is coming
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The bridegroom is coming
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Are you ready to be a member of his wife?
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Now, let me take you to a place
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farther than outer space
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Everything is different
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and you love it that way
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Every tear is dried up
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every demon tied up
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Nothing of the aching is around out here
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All the things you hated
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have all been decimated
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Even those things inside of you
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no more being worried
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and no more being bored
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Everything ever lost has been restored
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restoration
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restoration
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restoration
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restoration
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Restoration
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