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A sense of duty |
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Was my one intention |
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And an ugly beauty |
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Was my own invention |
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Pride a proud refusal |
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And i refuse |
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To need your approval |
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Too many seekers |
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Too few beacons |
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But through the fog |
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We'll keep on beaming |
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Through the crying hours |
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Of your glitter years |
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All the living out |
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Of your tinsel tears |
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And the midnight trains |
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I never made |
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'cos i'd already |
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Played...the game |
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Everybody's |
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Got their own good reason |
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Why their favorite season |
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Is their favorite season |
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Winter winners |
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And those summers sons |
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Aren't good for everyone |
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Aren't good for everyone |
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Spring has sprung |
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And autumns well done |
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So well done |
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And it's a better thing |
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That we do now |
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Forgetting everything |
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The whys and hows |
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While you reminisce |
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About the things you miss |
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You won't be ready |
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To kiss...goodbye |
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The earth is a world |
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The world is a ball |
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A ball in a game |
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With no rules at all |
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And just as i wonder |
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At the beauty of it all |
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You go and drop it |
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And it breaks and falls |
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I'll never understand |
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Why you thought i would |
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Need to be reassured |
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And be understood |
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When i always knew |
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That your bad's my good |
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And i was ready |
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Ready...to be loved |
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Born under mars |
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With jupiter rising |
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Fallen from stars |
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That lit my horizon |
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I'll never understand |
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Why you thought i would |
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Need to be reassured |
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And be understood |
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When i always knew |
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That your bad's my good |
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And i was ready |
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Ready...to be |
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Through the crying hours |
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Of your glitter years |
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All the living out |
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Of your tinsel tears |
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And the midnight trains |
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I never made |
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'cos i'd already |
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Played |
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It's a better thing |
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That we do now |
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Forgetting everything |
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The whys and hows |
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While you reminisce |
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About the things you miss |
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You won't be ready |
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To kiss...goodbye |