| The morning lies heavy on me, father
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| I couldn’t find the time to fall asleep
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| And I couldn’t stop from thinking on it either
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| And the morning lies heavy on me
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| They said I wouldn’t have to be there 'til tomorrow
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| And there are friends of mine I’ve really got to see
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| But it’s not goodbye I know they’re soon to follow
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| And the morning lies heavy on me
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| And tell me who’s the one who fights until he’s broken
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| Is it the men who sit in judgment on us all
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| I wouldn’t care if it was their lives they were taking
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| But they don’t listen or even answer to the call
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| And tomorrow I’ll be flying from the mainland
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| And joining in a new company
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| Some of us will never see our homeland
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| And the morning lies heavy on me
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| And what’s left for decent people to believe in
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| It’s not a question of to be or not to be
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| And what’s the point it’s only us that we’re deceiving
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| And the morning lies heavy on me
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| And tell me who’s the one who fights until he’s broken
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| Is it the men who sit in judgment on us all
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| I wouldn’t care if it was their lives they were taking
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| But they don’t listen or even answer to the call
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| The morning lies heavy on me, father
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| I couldn’t find the time to fall asleep
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| And I couldn’t stop from thinking on it either
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| And the morning lies heavy on me |