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Everything, everything has come to life again |
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I have no doubts but the ice got thin |
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What came too soon was so hard to keep |
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So full a harvest it was hard to reap |
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There were times seemed just like the walls would crumble |
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Shoot from the hip and pray for trouble |
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Stone-cold sober and a-seeing double |
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How that midnight band could ramble |
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Taking mansions and leaving shambles |
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Remember other times and places |
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Last night's dance, the glowing faces |
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All the lights, the shadows in the hall |
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Seeking higher peaks from which to fall |
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Remember, we were telling you |
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That time would stop and nations fall |
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Now we find the lies come true |
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Can you tell me, tell me, tell me |
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What are we to do? |
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Because the good old days |
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Those good old days are all dead and gone |
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Good-bye and bless them all, every one |
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What was true has passed the test |
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Just as well forget the rest |
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Half of what you saw was not yours to know |
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Let it go. |
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Everything has come to life again |
