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Well, as the day it breaks he wakes and slowly turns
To see the door ajar and a distant light that burns
Down a winding hall to somewhere far away
While in his head he's out to lunch somewhere today

As if enchanted by this lasting longest flight
He follows on to find the day has turned to night
Is it the same old tale, or is it something new
Or is life a dream we drift through?

Y'drag yourself up
You dust yourself down
Stick your chin in
It's time to face the world
Yuh pull that comb
Yuh brush that tooth
Yuh lift that bag
Call your best girl

Just when you think you have it
It's the part
Someone comes along
And upsets the apple cart

And now the stairway's empty, dreamers still in bed
He's sitting with the keys to try and unlock his head
And when he thinks he's finally got it in his sight
Someone down the hall turned on the light

(Hello honey, is that you? Can you buy me an ice-cold beer? ... Why, I feel
better already. Well, I think I'll go out and buy a newspaper ... Bye bye ...)

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