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A Mixed Tape After A Crap Night
2004-09-29 06:28
by alex ciepley

I'm given to weather metaphors and time-of-the-day references, so without further ado:

When the night has come
And the land is dark
And the moon is the only light we see
No, I won't be afraid
Oh, I won't be afraid
Just as long as you stand
Stand by me.

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun,
And I say itís all right.
Little darling it's been a long cold lonely winter,
Little darling it feels like years since it's been here.
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun,
And I say itís all right.

The sun'll come out tomorrow
So ya gotta hang on 'til tomorrow
Come what may
Tomorrow! Tomorrow! I love ya Tomorrow!
You're always a day away!

Faith: you know you're gonna live thru the rain
Lord you got to keep the faith
Faith: don't let your love turn to hate
Right now we got to
Keep the faith

I've heard newborn babies wailin' like a mournin' dove
And old men with broken teeth stranded without love.
Do I understand your question, man, is it hopeless and forlorn?
Come in, she said, I'll give you shelter from the storm.

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