Tuesday, April 1, 2008

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Takes all my might
To find a hole that is right
To busy myself
In a deep sleep at night
I hear a voice
Coming from the hillside
Says I'll show you the way
I'll show you the light
But I'm too tired
Much too tired

There's nothing left here to rise above
We're not talking about that kinda love
I've got people here counting on me
Now is a good time
To learn how to pull through
Sometimes a good idea
Just ain't enough
I've got to do the work
Getting my ass up
There isn't really such thing as bad luck
Once I shot an arrow
In the sky and it stuck

I've got to keep moving
Not gonna get back what I give
Life is for the living
I've got to be willing
A song ain't a song
Until someone start singing......

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