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Fifty years after the fairthe picture I have is so clearunderneath the clouds in the airrose the Tyrlon and the Perisphereand that for me was the finest of scenesthat perfect world across the river in Queens
Fifty years after the fair
I drink from a different cupbut it does no good to compare'cause nothing ever measures up
I guess just for a second we thoughtthat all good things would rise to the top But how beautiful it was - 'tomorrow' we'll never have a day of sorrow we got through the '30's, but our belts were tight we conceived of a future with no hope in sight we've got decades ahead of us to get it right I swear - fifty years after the fair
Fifty years after the fair
I live in tomorrow towneven on a wing and a prayerthe future never came around
It hurts to even think of those daysthe damage we doby the hopes that we raise But how beautiful it was - 'tomorrow' we'll never have a day of sorrow we got through the '30's, but our belts were tight we conceived of a future with no hope in sight we've got decades ahead of us to get it right I swear - fifty years after the fair
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