Well the night, it ends so slowly
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As the last small fires go out
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One by one on the hillsides
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With the people hanging out
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We were wrapped in just a blanket
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Must've been a pretty sight
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As we followed up the mountain
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To sleep under the light
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I was shivering and shaking
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In my shoes
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When The Dawn Patrol it took me
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And shook away my blues
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Well you know that funny feeling
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You get sometimes, now and then
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When you feel like you can't make it
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And you want to start again
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When I get that funny feeling
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It's with you I wanna be
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In the hours before daylight
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Would you be my company
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The Dawn Patrol
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