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What kind of song
I think I can hear a lily white lily callingshe seems to yearn to darken skin and hell
I really know without her force you would be fallenyou wouldn't need to praise mice in hell(
Now Listen)
This day be gray so take my advice and wait for the dawningwait for the rise of light tomorrow morning
Look for the highest place in space to rest and stayyou've got to chase the hourly rising sun next day
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