I don't drink as much as I used to
Yet lately it just ain't my style
And hard times don't last like they used to
They pass quicker like when I was a child
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And somehow I've learned how to listen
To a sound like a sun goin' down
The magic the morning is bringing home
A song for a life I have found
It keeps my feet on the ground
The mid summer days sit so heavy
But don't they blow like a breeze through your mind
When nothing appears in a hurry
To make up for someone's lost time
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