there can be but better ways from yesterdays to me
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somewhere there are better days for better ways to be
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sunny days have funny ways of quieting the roar
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is it still a blessed thing to live and live some more
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and I'm left with the truth and I'm right in my mind
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given some of the time maybe never
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so I walk in these shoes
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when I feel it's the blues
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if it ain't it will do
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yeah
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I woke up early one morning like I'd been under a spell
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gazed into the mirrored reflection
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said I had to do it or else
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oooh things are thru
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Shoes
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King's X |