| I had a good dream-
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| We built a home.
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| It was far from perfect,
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| But we made it our own.
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| We lived a good life,
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| We gave and we borrowed.
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| It was far from perfect,
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| But we made it our own.
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| When everything around us changed, we felt okay.
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| No learning curve could ever bend us too far out of shape.
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| When we took one step forward, and five steps behind,
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| We were still more than able to walk a straight line.
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| We had a white picket fence in the front yard,
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| Where our grass was plenty green.
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| Every window in our house
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| Welcomed in the sun’s company.
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| We had hardwood floors and unlocked doors,
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| Our glass was plenty full.
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| Though our bills were only barely met,
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| Our hearts were plenty whole.
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| When everything around us changed, we felt okay.
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| No learning curve could ever bend us too far out of shape.
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| When darkness was the price of light, we weren’t afraid.
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| For the time we’ve spent was more than worth
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| Any interest that we’ve paid.
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| We lived a good life, a good life,
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| When my eyes were closed.
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| Though the question marks were all the same
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| And the burdens never left,
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| We gambled everything we loved,
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| As though there was some kind of safety net.
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| When everything around us changed, we felt okay.
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| No learning curve could ever bend us too far out of shape.
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| When darkness was the price of light, we weren’t afraid.
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| For the time we’ve spent was more than worth
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| Any interest that we’ve paid.
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| And when my good dream
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| Came to an end,
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| I woke up more than ready to bend. |