| Asked the doctor what was wrong with me
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| He said, «Son, the world don’t give a shit
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| You’d better learn to live your life carefree
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| Or learn to deal with it»
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| So I sold my dreams just to pay the rent
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| Borrowed from my folks and my friends
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| I meant to pay them back but boy I’m spent
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| With just this guitar in my hand
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| Take a breath and sigh
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| Tears will fill your eyes
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| Sailing on the endless sea of time
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| Take a look outside
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| Show me what you find
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| Kicking up the endless dust in time
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| Remember what the First Amendment said
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| Why don’t you give it one more try
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| So I wrote a letter to the president
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| Still waiting his reply
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| So I wrote my message out for all to see
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| In letters six foot tall
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| And now I think the feds are on to me
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| 'Cause the writing’s on the wall
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| Say the writing’s on the wall
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| Take a breath and sigh
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| Tears will fill your eyes
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| Sailing on the endless sea of time
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| Take a look outside
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| Show me what you find
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| Kicking up the endless dust in time
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| Today is just another day
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| Could be the last day of my life
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| A grain of sand is blown across the shore
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| Blowing off the endless sea of time
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| Nothing’s forever
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| Picking on the endless dust in time
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| Never knowing if whether
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| Blowing off the endless sea of time
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| If we’ll be together
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| Blowing off the endless dust in time
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| I love you forever
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| Today is just another day
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| Could be the last day of my life
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| A grain of sand is blown across the shore
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| Today is just another day
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| Could be the last day of my life
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| A grain of sand is blown across the shore |