| Today a tribute to my sister
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| And I don’t wanna make her feel
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| Any worse than she must feel
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| Today my arms reach for survivors
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| A medal I had never won
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| But it’s never meant this much, it’s obvious
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| Bells ring waking
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| The thought of yesterday is beckoning
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| Night life’s too rest
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| Life is a long breath
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| Hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now
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| I’ll be on occasional vacation
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| Pretending I never grew up
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| And I’ve never giving up on anyone
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| Bells ring waking
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| The lost sedation always beckoning
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| Good morning night
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| Mine is a lifetime
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| One two three four five six seven eight
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| One two three four five six seven eight nine
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| Can’t imagine life without those blue eyes
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| But they will take those lives away
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| When they see them in harms way
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| This is the killer you are tempting
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| The other some of all we are
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| Reason to live, reason to wake, reason to fight
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| Bells ring waking
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| The sound of innocence is beckoning
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| Night sounds too loud
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| This is a long life
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| Hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now
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| Hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now
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| Hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now
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| Hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now
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| Hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now
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| One two three four five six seven eight nine
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| One two three four five six seven eight nine
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| One two three four five six seven eight nine
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| … two three four five six seven eight nine |