| So now you’ve found the light
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| That you kept forgetting
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| Cold hands and starry eyes
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| That could brighten up the night
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| And fold in two
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| But when we’re buried in the earth
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| Those starry eyes won’t fade
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| Just say yes, say yes, says I
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| Aye, Aye
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| Go west with lights at night
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| Bless your broken heartstring
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| Sat inside we light the house
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| That could brighten up the night
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| And fold in twos
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| And folded buried in the earth
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| Those starry eyes won’t go
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| Just say yes, say yes, says I
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| Aye, Aye
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| Just say yes, say yes, says I
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| Aye, Aye
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| Just say yes, say yes, says I
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| Aye, Aye
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| Hanging in the air
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| Those starry eyes won’t go
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| Say yes
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| Those eyes, they won’t go. |
| .
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| «Let us pray without panic, the reality of our time
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| The fact the atom bomb may someday be dumped on our city
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| And let us prepare for survival by understanding the weapon that threatens us.» |