Friday's dust
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Turned into a saturday's
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It wasn't meant to be this way
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It wasn't meant to end so late
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Friday's trust
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A deal not brokered honestly
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Perhaps it's just a game they played
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Tell me they've not flown away
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All the hope
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And all the wonder
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All the strength that they can muster
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Won't go
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They won't get me down
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Their desire
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It seems they've got designs on me
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They never want me honestly
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They try to take me foolishly
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All the toys and creature comforts
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All the dreams they can rupture
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Won't go
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Friday's dust
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Takes all the love we own
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Friday's Dust
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Doves |