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Miles away, with hours to sunrise |
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Rest those sorry souls in serene sleep |
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Those unaware of minds discomfort, |
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Those who will in turn become the ones who weep |
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Day after day, a merciless sun defines our being |
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And outshines the weaker moon |
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It undermines the seconds we hold priceless, |
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The hours that pass too soon |
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Revolving, there's no way to slow it down |
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No matter where you are, the burden is yours to bear |
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Sleep now and forever rid your woes |
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There's no point in waking up when every day brings pain |
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Revolving, there's no way to slow it down |
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No matter where you are, the burden is yours to bear |
