| One day I-I slowly floated away
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| One day I-I slowly floated away
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| All the war horses wore rubber bands
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| To hide their hooves from sinking sand
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| The commander in charge was hoping that
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| Their destiny was not to die
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| Wake up in the morning
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| I shall wake up, and so shall you
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| And I wake up, the sun is beautiful
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| And it is warming you and I
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| Fragile as we lie
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| Hard to foresee the future
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| Our bodies are growing thin
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| Glimpsing the peeling paint of
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| The nurse’s ivory chin
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| You got a lot of nerve coming here
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| Your eyes are beating rhythms
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| Way faster than the speeding bullet
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| That took the life of your radio
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| Wake up in the morning
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| I shall wake up, and so shall you
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| And I wake up, the sun is beautiful
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| And it is warming you and I
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| Fragile as we lie
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| And in the corner chair
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| Soft and soap-scented
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| My darling cries apologies
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| We foresee the mercy
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| That’s been shown my young limbs
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| Will not go unthanked or unseen
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| Wake up in the morning
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| I shall wake up, and so shall you
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| And I wake up, the sun is beautiful
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| And it is warming you and I
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| Fragile as we lie
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| Ooh, ah
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| Ooh, ah |