| I was choking on attemtped laughter
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| As I looked up from the room
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| A symphony of breezes caught me Drifting around my tomb
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| Watching to see if they knew me With my faceless intruders pride
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| And even with those illusions, well I Could not escape to hide,
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| I could not hide
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| Good God you know I could not hide
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| But I cried
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| Hang on, hang on, hang, hang on Hang on, hang on, hang, hang on My friends say it rained yesterday
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| At least that’s what all my friends say,
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| Well it looks like it’s going to rain today
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| Least that’s what all the papers say
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| Now a Toronto subway is not a cool place to be When you’re feeling lonely and low
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| The trackes look warm and inviting, well it,
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| Must be a fast way to go,
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| Hang on to your resistance,
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| Don’t let it slip away,
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| Hang on to your resistance, because,
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| Tomorrow’s a new day, tomorrow’s a new day
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| Goog God you know tomorrow’s a new day
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| Hang on, hang on, hang, hang on |