I got up this morning
On November five, 
I shore was feelin' puny, 
Didn't want to be alive.
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            And the music-
The music is low and haunting, 
Slow and melancholy, 
Now soft, now loud.
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            The burden is great
Like a dark mass
Pressing against my heart, 
The heart that is
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            I wish for you-
Stars in your eyes
And dreams in your heart.
I wish for you
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