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THE GC5
When your hopes are batted down like your eyelids Where the streets all sparkle like the eyes of kids And you rise and wipe the sleep and the stupor from your eyes You've been cold and uncompromising With ambitions as broad as the horizon Tunnel vision focused on a consolation prize In your darkest hour You're left looking at your shaky hands And bits of carefully constructed plans And you feel just like a stranger to everyone you see Everything they show you Says they don't even know you So you wave goodbye to your old friends And you greet new enemies In your darkest hour Wasted your daylight on the death of feeling bad Stuck in this rut all afternoon No place to go, no face to know No angel watching you You're all alone now in your darkest hour The minutes tick by in no man's land And you've lost it all on a dead man's hand Your delusions are so much dust, and there's no one you can trust You're wondering when it'll ever end You wave goodbye to old enemies and meet new friends You pick yourself up and get back on your feet On those sparkling streets
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