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It's been pouring for days down at the governor's fair

theres puddles full of pity forming everywhere

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the stars stopped twinkling and the moon ain't shining so bright

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you know I can't stand the lightning but the thunder sure

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seems out of sight

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no I can't stand the lightning but the thunder sure seems out

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of sight



so I took a walk to Dartmoor park

and had a talk with myself in the dark

I thought about sin and felt feelings so contrite

you know I couldn't stand the pain but had the feeling I'd be alright

yeah, I couldn't stand the pain but had the feeling I'd be alright



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And when I opened up my eyes

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I caught a glimpse of a new sunrise

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I cleared my head and realized

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I'm ok...I'm alright

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its just been one of those nights

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but its over now and I can see the light



well I heard it said your better off dead

than heeding to the demons ringing in your head

so I went down to the valley and got high as a kite

you know I couldn't stand the spinning but the colors sure looked out of sight

you know I couldn't stand the spinning but the colors sure looked out of sight



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and I rolled around in the dew

felt content for an hour or two

but the blessed bliss would slowly end

I lifted my head up hih

to the dimming autumn sky

almost time for night again