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It's 5:30 a.m. in west Missouri. |
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I'm waiting for the sun in a perfect breeze and highway hum motel parking lot's neon geometry. |
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I'm up and out before the sun and I'm singing like Harry Nilsson, |
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Awake alone in love with my misery. |
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Cuz when trouble comes I say thank you. |
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This is a discipline that works best when forgotten. |
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When trouble comes just say thank you. |
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People it's all yours, please see it - |
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It all must be seen to be seen through. |
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Just trust your needs to feed you. |
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So when you're lying awake |
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Afraid the sky might crack open and fry |
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The clouds up like scrambled eggs |
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Remind yourself |
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When trouble comes to say thank you. |