| I have a dream of living a life that’s easier said than done
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| Stare in the mirror I’m unfascinated with everything I have done
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| I’m faking my way, living it down
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| Oh my God I’m lazy and I’m frenzied
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| Licking my wounds, and moving ahead
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| But I can’t take this wine and bread
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| I’m not even close to where I want to be
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| And all of the people, as small as we are
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| Are crying out with our hands
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| Feeding the poor, feasting on sunsets
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| Take it away my friend
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| All of the hands are having their way
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| Licking their palms for a taste of grace
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| I’m saving myself for all the moments that I’ll never have
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| I’m not even close to where I want to be
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| And all of the people, as small as we are
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| Climb out with our hands
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| I’m unfascinated as small as I am
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| Nothing else here is grand
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| So take me away, and move me ahead
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| So I can take a taste of wine and bread
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| I’m living it down, it’s all that I have
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| This is about the things I’ll have
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| Mercy
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| Cause I’m not even close to where I want to be
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| I’m unfascinated by everything else
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| And me |