The generals hate holidays
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Others shoot up to chase the sun blues away
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Another store front church is open
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Sea of neon lights, a boxer his shadow fights
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Soldier tired and sailor broken
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Winter's asleep at my window
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Cold wind waits at my door
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She asks me up to her place
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But I won't be down anymore
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Judges with metermaid hearts
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Order super market justice starts
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Frozen children inner city
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Walkers in the paper rain
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Waiting for those knights that never came
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The hi-jacked trying so hard to be pretty
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Night rains tap at my window
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Winds of my thoughts passing by
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She laughed when I tried to tell her
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Hello only ends in goodbye
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America gains another pound
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Only time will bring some people around
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Idols and flags are slowly melting
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Another shower of rice
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To pair it for some will suffice
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The mouthful asks for second helpings
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Moonshine pours through my window
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The night puts it's laughter away
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Clouds that pierce the illusion
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That tomorrow would be as yesterday...
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Sandrevan Lullaby
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