| Wake before the sun comes, you’re going where you must
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| Where fire is born and dust returns to dust
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| Light in your eyes boy, dirt beneath your nails
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| And in your heart belief that love prevails
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| That girl so fair with ankles bare
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| You lost her to the wind
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| She sleeps below so down you go
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| An end, now, to begin
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| All you love commit to the ash
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| All you worked for gone in a flash
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| You can’t look forward while you’re looking back
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| Where come the lyre, boy, that led you here today
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| Now it seems she hasn’t much to say
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| But no need for further talk, let’s say you’re understood
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| You’ll have your chance to take her back for good
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| Just mind the rules, the devil’s tools
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| Business first at pleasure’s cost
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| If you should chance one backward glance
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| All will be lost
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| All you love commit to the ash
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| All you worked for gone in a flash
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| You can’t look forward while you’re looking back
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| There’ll be no good-byes, boy, that boat won’t slow for you
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| You tried and failed, it’s more than most would do
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| So dream a dream of going to by two
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| Dream a dream of going two by two |