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On a Good Day |
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Hey hey hey, the end is near! |
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On a good day, |
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you can see the end from here. |
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But I won't turn back, now, |
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though the way is clear; |
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I will stay for the remainder. |
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I saw a life, and I called it mine. |
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I saw it, drawn so sweet and fine, |
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and I had begun to fill in all the lines, |
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right down to what we'd name her. |
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Our nature does not change by will. |
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In the winter, 'round the ruined mill, |
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the creek is lying, flat and still; |
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it is water, |
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though it's frozen. |
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So, 'cross the years, |
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and miles, and through, |
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on a good day, |
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you can feel my love for you. |
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Will you leave me be, |
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so that we can stay true |
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to the path that you have chosen? |