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Ain't it hard when you wake up in the morning

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and you find out those other days are gone?

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All you have is memories of happiness

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linger in' on.


All your dreams and your lovers won't protect you;
they're only passing through you in the end.
They'll leave you stripped of all that they can get to,
and wait for you to come back again.

Yet still a light is shining
from that lamp on down the hall.
 Maybe the star of Bethlehem
wasn't a star at all.