Simplicity
I lay awake at night
Never knowing anything
What is the point of fright
Why do the days sting
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Whatever the day
Whatever the night
Why must it be this way
Why must I always fight
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I have no strength left
And yet I must continue on
Where is my best
When will I see the dawn
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I could say it is unfair
I could weep and cry out
But I really do care
It would be a shame to succumb to doubt
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The morning will come(Hopefully)
Then I can finally be(Wait and see)
I could give and then some
And I could die happy
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I dreamt an impossible dream
I suppose it is mine
Based on a funny theme
Let's just all have a good time
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What a dream in which simplicity roams free.
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