Breathe deep and easy, swallow this pride.Stare at my shaking hands through bone dry, blood shot eyes.Clocks drip the hours, I count the miles.Will you be there waiting, awake until sunrise?Tomorrow we might wake in servitude and sadness.I will give you everything if only you would have it!Tomorrow we will sweat and toil,Our hands will quiver caked with soil,Tomorrow we'll give it one last chance,But tonight we dance.
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