| It starts close to the heart
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| The way waters part
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| I was straight up to my neck
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| Heard no warnings of the wreck
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| Had a shot to top it all
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| Never feared the fall
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| A lifetime of gold
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| Hope it lasts until I’m old
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| Are you a tycoon or a Moses
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| Do you see what light exposes
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| Every time one door opens
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| One closes on me
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| Are you a time clock or a wrist watch
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| A minuteman or a door lock
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| Every time one door opens
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| One closes on me
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| To be king of the heap
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| Don’t matter if you sleep
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| I was cool to be steered
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| Thinked and missed, the abyss is near
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| Champagne all the ready
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| My hands never steady
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| My head’s always down
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| All around I hear the sounds
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| Are you a tycoon or a Moses
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| Do you see what light exposes
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| Every time one door opens
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| One closes on me
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| Are you a time clock or a wrist watch
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| A minuteman or a door lock
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| Every time one door opens
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| One closes on me
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| Lay me deep in my grave
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| Lay me down with a silver spade
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| There’s a long road for a man
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| Long road that has no end
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| Eight white horses in a line
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| Eight white horses outta time
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| Gonna lay me down
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| Lay me deep in that cold ground
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| In all of you I confide
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| All my demons inside
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| Execution’s been stayed
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| No decisions have been made |