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Mornings Day Night
Lets take a childhood dream
And turn it to a public scene
Ghost and ghouls of the scary night
Forged to haunt our precious sight
Something as much as a boring day
Couldnt end up being so plain
For if a nightmare would come a knockin
You could fight it off with a mighty sockin
But dont be happy of these things
For everthing is not a dream
We live in a world where things make sense
That makes us tired and such a mess
So if we sleep more often I say
We could end up having one plesent day
