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