"Felt you were good,
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you felt you were right,
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waited for hours to come into night,
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the thought of the day has started the time,
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the way of the bad is the way of the lie,
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gave them for hours it semed a mistake,
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you gave it the best shot,you gave up your ace,
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but only the slow man gazes alone,
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the time to call it off is to pick up the phone,
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the rain is out,the raining is in,
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but no-one will be good until the end....."
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This Cradle Song
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| Tripping Daisy |
