| Maybe I’m mistaken
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| But I seem to remember from a long ago
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| Somewhere in the city in the dead of night
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| And a voice came on the radio
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| Brother you said you’d read the book of the dead
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| You know someday you’re gonna have to let go
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| You said life is a dream, not worth the trouble, it seems
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| I said you shouldn’t worry, slow down, what’s the hurry?
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| You shouldn’t take it so seriously
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| You feel forsaken, soon you will awaken
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| Wake up to a brighter day
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| Why don’t you see that money is a
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| Why don’t you take it so naturally?
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| You feel forsaken, soon you will awaken
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| Wake up to a brighter day
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| Maybe I was wrong but I was bleeding in the hall
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| With my soul washed away
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| I was bleeding in a hall and I was tired of it all
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| But I was waiting on a better day
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| Lost in a dream over the colorful scheme
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| Like a
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| You said life is a dream, not worth the trouble, it seems
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| He said you shouldn’t worry, slow down, what’s the hurry?
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| You shouldn’t take it so seriously
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| You feel forsaken, soon you will awaken
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| Wake up to a brighter day
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| Why don’t you see that money is a
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| Why don’t you take it so naturally?
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| You feel forsaken, soon you will awaken
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| Wake up to a brighter day
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| You said life is a dream, not worth the trouble, it seems
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| I said you shouldn’t worry, slow down, what’s the hurry?
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| You shouldn’t take it so seriously
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| You feel forsaken, soon you will awaken
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| Wake up to a brighter day
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| Why don’t you see that money is a
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| Why don’t you take it so naturally?
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| You feel forsaken, soon you will awaken
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| Wake up to a brighter day |