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Mornings go best with the sunrise, |
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The sunrise |
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I used to see |
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But will never see now, |
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Even if I was waiting, we would just build it all up, |
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We'd look around until we find, we find... |
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The people found the mountain, |
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Climbed up from that hole in the ground |
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Through the cracks in the sky |
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And threatened to fall, |
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Still I don't believe, no |
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I don't believe. |
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And we'll be just fine, and we'll be just fine. |
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The future was born with the sunrise, |
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The sunrise that builds into days and even more years. |
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And as it rolls burning, |
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Burning up like the trails (of the comets pulled tails) |
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We'd look around until we find, we find... |
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The people found the mountain, |
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Climbed up from that hole in the ground |
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Through the cracks in the sky |
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And threatened to fall, |
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Still I don't believe, |
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I don't believe. |
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And we'll be just fine, and we'll be just fine. |
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As the sun it rose up from the belly of sea, |
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Found his bedding of clouds where it hung for years, |
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Still I don't believe. |
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While colors rained and poured from the cotton bound pools and the drips, |
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The drips stained us all, painted us all, |
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Still I don't believe. |
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The people found the mountain, |
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Climbed up from that hole in the ground |
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Through the cracks in the sky. |
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Still I don't believe, |
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I don't believe. |
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The people found the mountain, |
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Climbed up from that hole in the ground |
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Through the cracks in the sky. |
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And I don't believe, |
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I don't believe. |
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And we'll be just fine, we'll be just fine. |
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We'll be just fine, |
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I don't believe. |
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No, I don't believe. |
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No, I don't believe. |