| No news, that’s good news, someone’s gonna break
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| See things change, yeah I’ve been changing everything
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| It’s peaceful, the pitch black, when the last light on goes out
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| I’m stranded in my bed, so I think about
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| The bad luck, the bad blood that may have come between
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| Two good souls that’s one hell of an offering
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| So take these gifts, that have been given
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| Yes and ended up with an alphabet
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| But some words are too wrong to define
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| Now the whole world is waking up
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| A ribbon cut for the opening
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| Yeah, we all knew that day would arrive
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| Up all night, all upset, outsides growing light
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| No breakfast, just not much of an appetite
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| So be cool and believe in the things you haven’t learned
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| Because you’ve lost and it’s gone but it will return
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| Now it’s all laid out in front of you
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| And that’s half murdered the mystery
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| Are you still too shy, to describe?
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| Now the whole world is waking up
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| A ribbon cut for the opening
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| Yes, finally the day has arrived
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| So seek and rejoice fill your hands with something tangible
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| And fly, your own love like a flag
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| It’s joy the desire for that which is impossible
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| And accept what you get with a smile |