tired of dragging myself out of sleep

every morning cross my own river lethe

tired of tending my glutering luck

but i been down so long

everything's looking up

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what's the point of your well fed tomorrows

when all we got are these starving todays

i will step at last on the line

you will stop and turn as i cry

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CHORUS

so long

i'm out for the praeries

over the mountains and down to the sea

and if i a return

though the world shine with morning

forever will sunset be beckoning me

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keep your beginnings 

your races and winnings

hold them against the demands of the day

for me the endings, the curtain of night

the shadows that play while the light is away

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keep the mornings tintinnabulation

from my reveries

mend the breaking of the dawn

just open your eyes

and go back to sleep

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CHORUS

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"via longa, vita brevis"

we howl down the line

westward to bark never felt a bit's bite

but who clears the path

and who comes before us

drawing us ever from morning to night 

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use the breath we take

to stake a claim in every passing day

listen to your steps

as they discover your own westward way

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CHORUS

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