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 You feel low
 It's 1 o'clock on  Friday morning
  trying to keep my back from wall
 The prophets and their bombs  had another success and
 I'm wondering why we bother at 
 
 And I think of you on cold winter  darling they
 Remind me  when we were in school
 Nothing really mattered when you called out my name, in 
 Nothing really mattered  all
 
 And I think about how  it will take them to blow us away
 But I won't get me 
  just thankful to be facing the day
 'Cause days don't get you far when you're 
 
 It's 5 o'  on a Friday morning
 100 telephones  and ring
 One  this was someone who knew you
 
 And I'll still thinking of you on  winter mornings darling
 They'll
 Still remind  up when we were in school
 When  could never look this way
 To  lives like yours
 Where in  hands of erroneous fools
 
 And to those of you who mourn  lives
 Through one day to the 
 Well let  take you to next
 Can't  live and be thankful you're here
  it could be you tomorrow, next year