| Breaks your knees and leaves you so
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| The sun can burn you up and wear you out
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| It’s an angry summer
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| There’s no room to smile
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| When the face you make just before you cry
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| Looks so young like a child
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| The sun will set on this, my dear
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| Your labors aren’t in vain
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| You’re blistered and you’re burned from it
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| Your wounds are gonna heal
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| Life on earth will end for all conceived
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| And prove to be only a breath
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| A mist, a womb for what’s to come
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| How soon forever arrives
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| The sun will set on this, my dear
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| Your labors aren’t in vain
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| You’re blistered and you’re burned from it
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| Your wounds are gonna heal
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| Steadfast, my love, the end is near
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| Just keep your eyes ahead
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| Grab hold of me, I’ll help you there
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| You’re never on your own, you’re never all alone
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| Life on earth will end for all conceived
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| And prove to be only a breath
|
| A mist, a womb for what’s to come
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| How soon forever arrives
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| Breaks your knees and leaves you so
|
| The sun can burn you up and wear you out
|
| It’s an angry summer
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| Don’t look at the past again
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| The first and last has made everything new
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| And you are too, so lift your head
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| And let your story be told
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| Life on earth will end for all conceived
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| And prove to be only a breath
|
| A mist, a womb for what’s to come
|
| How soon forever arrives
|
| The sun will set on this, my dear
|
| Your labors aren’t in vain
|
| You’re blistered and you’re burned from it
|
| Your wounds are gonna heal
|
| The sun will set on this, my dear
|
| Your labors aren’t in vain
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| The sun will set on this, my dear
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| Your labors aren’t in vain |