| My friend you’re worn out and aching now
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| Your life stretched tight and breaking now
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| And you seem to find that every morning’s
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| Like a mountain you must climb
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| Forget her, shake her free
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| Like a leaf from a tree, you must let her go It’s hard I know
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| But tomorrow is another road that leads
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| Away from here, to the first horizon
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| Forget her
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| My friend you could open windows now
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| Let cool breezes through your life somehow
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| Cos there’s people out there, other people
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| Crying dying trying to get somewhere
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| With the ebb and flow of the passing tide
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| Now she’s fortune’s bride
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| And the days line up like cards and you can deal
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| Yourself a chance while the wheel’s still turning
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| Forget her
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| Well I’m so good at giving advice
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| But I know when you look at my life
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| It seems crazy
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| But I can stand aside
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| And I can see with different eyes
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| Sometimes more clearly
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| Forget her, till she sees
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| Like a face in a dream so far away
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| She will fade away
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| And tomorrow is another road that leads
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| Away from here, to the first horizon
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| Forget her — she has forgotten you
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| Forget her |