| This is a story from a long time ago
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| About a boy that I used to know
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| He had problems I knew about
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| And the schools all just threw him out
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| And as the years kept passing us by
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| No matter what I would say or try
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| He would walk on his path alone
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| While the rest of us had a throne
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| With a secret that no-one knew
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| Except for me and a chosen few
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| And I wish it wasn’t true
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| I know we’ll meet again
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| I wish that I knew when
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| We will meet again
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| ‘Cause then we’ll do it right
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| Yeah, next time we will fight
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| As feathers came flying off him
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| He found out that he never could swim
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| He still thought that he was a shark
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| But the water was cold and dark
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| And when I thought he was out of breath
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| He just defeated and cheated death
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| Did he get what he came here for?
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| Well he never asked me for more
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| With no-one left to see
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| He broke free
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| We saw him fade away
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| And staring at the sun
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| One by one
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| We felt him slip away
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| I know we’ll meet again
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| I wish that I knew when
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| We will meet again
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| ‘Cause then we’ll do it right
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| Yeah, next time we will fight |