| Thirty odd years before on some grass covered wasteland,
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| A boy is observed on his own who is watching and playing.
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| Hes just made a pact with himself,
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| If that rabbit over there
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| Doesnt go down yonder hole,
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| Let the ground beneath him disappear.
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| And it runs on past,
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| Fades away in the distance
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| But the earth doesnt move, nobody thought that it would.
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| He makes bets and pledges again and again.
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| Sometimes he wins, sometimes he loses, no matter,
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| Some might call him stupid
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| To tempt fate in this way,
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| But he really does believe in it Each time the rules are made
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| There he goes again,
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| if I never fall for a lady then let me famous, let me be wise —
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| Now this one I like,
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| It has a different ring,
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| Instead of something trivial
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| Thats a serious undertaking.
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| So I say to you,
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| This time I think Ill act,
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| Ill be a witness to this contract,
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| Ill settle everything.
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| So if you should ever fall in love
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| Youll not only not be wise,
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| Youll lose your memory and most of your mind
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| And Ive never been known to lie…
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| And now hes not really sure if he truly heard someone,
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| So what if he did, he thinks, for nothing will happen,
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| Though he seems to shrug it off
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| He wont play that game again,
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| Forever morning after the night before
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| When even one drop would cause pain.
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| And the years go by.
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| The incident is all but forgotten by one
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| But the other who lives it remembers that innocent fun. |