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Watch the sun rise one more time It'll just go right back down again The moon, again, floats on by Changing tides and lighting skies.                         **There's this hallowed path we take This whisper in the vines Don't stumble there my little friend You haven't much more time No sleep, no rest no stopping now The future looks so bright As we look ahead again On toward the morning light** Less dark left, the light comes soon Born again to light the room Along it brings a brand new day Again one more has ticked away Three-thousand and, six-hundred ticks **I pray to God that this one sticks Cause heaven knows I've felt the ****** This winter's gonna be a ***** And God forbid you start to itch** The weather here is getting cold I feel it in my bones And with the cold a chapter's ended The storm before the calm **A baby takes his infant steps A drunk man tells a lie Eventually we'll all be dust So there's no use to cry** Soak it up, you'll need the juice To get your fears to disappear **** some sorrow, cut it loose Be ready for what's near **Hold it in and blow it out Shelter from the cold Every time you do this **** You say it's getting old** So...... I will say it's over We all know our role From now until never Leave nothing or no one out in the cold
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Nov 14, 2010
Nov 14, 2010 at 12:09 AM UTC
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Watch the sun rise one more time It'll just go right back down again The moon, again, floats on by Changing tides and lighting skies.                         **There's this hallowed path we take This whisper in the vines Don't stumble there my little friend You haven't much more time No sleep, no rest no stopping now The future looks so bright As we look ahead again On toward the morning light** Less dark left, the light comes soon Born again to light the room Along it brings a brand new day Again one more has ticked away Three-thousand and, six-hundred ticks **I pray to God that this one sticks Cause heaven knows I've felt the ****** This winter's gonna be a ***** And God forbid you start to itch** The weather here is getting cold I feel it in my bones And with the cold a chapter's ended The storm before the calm **A baby takes his infant steps A drunk man tells a lie Eventually we'll all be dust So there's no use to cry** Soak it up, you'll need the juice To get your fears to disappear **** some sorrow, cut it loose Be ready for what's near **Hold it in and blow it out Shelter from the cold Every time you do this **** You say it's getting old** So...... I will say it's over We all know our role From now until never Leave nothing or no one out in the cold
BOLD text written by BAJ. The rest was written by JMG. November, 2010
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ben-a-jenkins
Nov 14, 2010
Nov 14, 2010 at 12:09 AM UTC
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