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I awoke from the warmth of my pillow today.
And I covered my eyes with my hands.
No rest for the weary but I'm hopeful again
With the promise of a better life.
I wrote you a letter with words of scorn,
But I stopped and I threw it away.
For if its not love and if its not yours
Still there's the promise of a better life.
I stood in the darkness a stone's throw from the light
And the glimmer it started to fade,
But a voice in my head always rescued me
With the promise of a better life.
Throw my ashes on the wind let them blow across the sea
I fear not the day that I die.
My bones may be dust but my soul lives on
With the promise of a better life. |
