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Wake before the sun comes, you're going where you must |
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Where fire is born and dust returns to dust |
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Light in your eyes boy, dirt beneath your nails |
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And in your heart belief that love prevails |
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That girl so fair with ankles bare |
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You lost her to the wind |
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She sleeps below so down you go |
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An end, now, to begin |
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All you love commit to the ash |
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All you worked for gone in a flash |
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You can't look forward while you're looking back |
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Where come the lyre, boy, that led you here today |
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Now it seems she hasn't much to say |
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But no need for further talk, let's say you're understood |
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You'll have your chance to take her back for good |
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Just mind the rules, the devil's tools |
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Business first at pleasure's cost |
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If you should chance one backward glance |
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All will be lost |
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All you love commit to the ash |
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All you worked for gone in a flash |
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You can't look forward while you're looking back |
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There'll be no good-byes, boy, that boat won't slow for you |
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You tried and failed, it's more than most would do |
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So dream a dream of going to by two |
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Dream a dream of going two by two |
