In a house in a home, where I grew up
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Thinking 'bout the times that would come
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Contemplating about the way I would grow old and
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Beat my old man
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In the play that is life my part seems less then I thought
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Less then I tought
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Then is now but somehow that dream is far from gone that
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Book will still come
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Does The Sun Have Dark Moods?
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| Ulysses And The Squares |