| Go ahead with your dreamin'
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| For what it’s worth
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| Or you’ll be stricken bound
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| Kickin' up dirt
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| For when it’s dark
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| You never know what the night it may bring
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| Go ahead with your schemin'
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| And shop at home
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| You’ll find treasure
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| While cookin' up bones
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| But the knife is sharp
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| You’d better watch that you don’t cut your hands
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| And they covered up the sun
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| Until the birds had flown away
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| And the fishes in the sea
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| Had gone to sleep
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| And they covered up the sun
|
| Until the birds had flown away
|
| And the fishes in the sea
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| Had gone to sleep
|
| Go ahead with your dreamin'
|
| For what it’s worth
|
| Or you’ll be stricken bound
|
| Kickin' up dirt
|
| For when it’s dark
|
| You never know what the night it may bring
|
| Go ahead with your schemin'
|
| And shop at home
|
| You’ll find treasure
|
| While cookin' up bones
|
| But the knife is sharp
|
| You’d better watch that you don’t cut your hands
|
| And they covered up the sun
|
| Until the birds had flown away
|
| And the fishes in the sea
|
| Had gone to sleep
|
| And they covered up the sun
|
| Until the birds had flown away
|
| And the fishes in the sea
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| Had gone to sleep
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| Holy Moses our hearts are screaming
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| Souls are lifting only dreaming
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| We’ll be waiting some are praying
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| For a time when no one’s cheating
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| The sunlight rising over the horizon
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| Just a distant memory a dawn chorus
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| Birds singing bells ringing
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| In our hearts in our minds
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| And they covered up the sun
|
| Until the birds had flown away
|
| And the fishes in the sea
|
| Had gone to sleep
|
| And they covered up the sun
|
| Until the birds had flown away
|
| And the fishes in the sea
|
| Had gone to sleep
|
| And they covered up the sun
|
| Until the birds had flown away
|
| And the fishes in the sea
|
| Had gone to sleep
|
| And they covered up the sun
|
| Until the birds had flown away
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| And the fishes in the sea
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| Had gone to sleep |