| It was a dark and stormy night last night.
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| bitter dark.
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| Rain fell in torrents,
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| stabbing it’s ghosts through the cold,
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| and straight through our hearts.
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| I’ve been waiting, in halfhearted sleep,
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| For a promise I half meant to keep.
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| Just for hoping that hope still flies,
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| wipe the sleep out of our sleeping eyes.
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| Fog that is lifting,
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| the spectre of dreams we once had,
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| speaks into the night,
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| Slumber is over,
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| sunlight is streaming through,
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| come into the light.
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| I’ve been waiting, in halfhearted sleep,
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| For a promise I half meant to keep.
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| Just for hoping that hope still flies,
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| wipe the sleep out of our sleeping eyes.
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| I know,
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| Hope has not forgotten me,
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| I know,
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| I’m waking from the longest dream.
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| I know, I know, I know. |
| I know.
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| I’ve been waiting, in halfhearted sleep,
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| For a promise I half meant to keep.
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| Just for hoping that hope still flies,
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| wipe the sleep out of our sleeping eyes.
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| And hope still flies,
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| and hope still flies.
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| And hope still flies. |