There was a man who thought
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He could avoid all of the things
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That stood up in his way
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Friends would say that he should
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Plan to spend more time
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There's lots of trouble in a day
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With just enough work
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And a short line to a goal
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He was so sure he could secure his place
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He wanted a lot and was so
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Quick to say how this small
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World was unfair to its race
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He'd spend his time, spends his time
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Deciding routes with lines, routes with lines
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There was no time, was no time
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For corners in the lines, corners in lines
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Your pathway grows dark
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Was clear at the start
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You're not!
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You're not!
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You're not alone
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Your pathway grows dark
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Was clear at the start
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You're not!
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You're not!
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You're not alone
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Not listening to the people we were close
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There always seemed to be an easy way
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The work was tiresome, a thing to avoid
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Leaving lots of time so he could play
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He'd spend his time, spend his time
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Shortening lines, shortening lines
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There was no time, there was no time
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To spend too long on the line, long on the line
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Your pathway grows dark
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Was clear at the start
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You're not!
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You're not!
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You're not alone
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Your pathway grows dark
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Was clear at the start
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You're not!
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You're not!
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You're not alone
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You're Not Alone
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