| Last Sunday morning
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| The sunshine felt like rain
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| Week before
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| They all seemed the same
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| With the help of God and true friends
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| I come to realize
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| I still had two strong legs
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| And even wings to fly
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| And oh I, ain’t wastin time no more
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| 'Cause time goes by like hurricanes
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| And faster things
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| Lord, lord Miss Sally
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| Why all your cryin'?
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| Been around here three long days
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| You’re lookin' like you’re dyin'
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| Just step yourself outside
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| And look up at the stars above
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| Go on downtown baby
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| Find somebody to love
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| Meanwhile I ain’t wastin' time no more
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| 'Cause time goes by like pouring rain
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| And much faster things
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| You don’t need no gypsy to tell you why
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| You can’t let one precious day slip by Look inside yourself
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| And if you don’t see what you want
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| Maybe sometimes then you don’t
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| But leave your mind alone and just get high
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| Well by and by Way after many years have gone
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| And all the war freaks die off
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| Leavin' us alone
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| We’ll raise our children
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| In the peaceful way we can
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| It’s up to you and me brother
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| To try and try again
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| Well, hear us now, we ain’t wastin' time no more
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| 'Cause time goes by like hurricanes
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| Runnin' after subway trains
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| Don’t forget the pouring rain |