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Times are far between,
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and few I bet,
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when we can look upon our lives
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without regret.
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Of all the things I have done,
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you think I'm proud
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of everyone
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without exception?
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'Till you make your peace with yesterday,
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you'll never build a future.
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I swear by what I say.
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Whatever penance you do,
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decide what it's worth to you
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and then respect it.
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However long it will take
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to weather your mistakes,
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why not accept it?
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My hands, for now, are tied.
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I'm a body frozen.
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I'm a will that's paralyzed.
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When will you ever set aside your pain and misery?
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No matter how I beg,
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no matter how I wish or plead,
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you'll never be more than alive.
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You'll never do more than survive
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until you expect it.
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Do you want to build a
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world with our lives?
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You better soon decide
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or you can forget it.
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My hands, for now, are tied.
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I'm a body frozen.
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I'm a will that's paralyzed.
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'Till you drop that heavy baggage
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you're dragging behind,
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there won't be room
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for us to both go this ride.
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Few And Far Between
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10000 Maniacs |