| Looking at the flowers coming up from the ground
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| Through all of the rubble of everything that I tore down
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| Now I’m looking through a telescope, not a cloud in the sky
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| What a beautiful moment to be alive
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| And it’s all because of you
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| And it’s all because of you
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| My love
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| You could call it blind luck, call it divine
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| However it happened, I made it out to the other side
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| Now I’m in laying in the early light, looking deep in your eyes
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| What a beautiful morning to be alive
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| And it’s all because of you
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| And it’s all because of you
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| There ain’t nothing left to do
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| But say you need me
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| Say you need me too
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| Say you need me
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| And it’s all because of you
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| And it’s all because of you
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| Front porch in the silence, not a sound on the street
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| And on the horizon, the sun is setting pink
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| You’re cooking something in the house, singing John Prine
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| What a beautiful thing to be alive |