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In the light before the dawn
Shadow snake in my peripheral
Mesmerize me, bring it on
Heart beats with fear here in the theater of my soul
You see, I hope it will go on and on
And when the curtain call is done
Morning always comes
It was a fine time to be born
Demob happy street, free milk for us all
It was the right place to be sure
Those dreaming spires and, yeah, oh, so pastoral
But let's hope it's not just luck and strange
A one-off peaceful golden age
That's a dark thought in the dark
Seek what you won't find, that is a wasted life
Or so the ancients dropped by to tell me
They drank me dry, but my, oh my, so far
Ah-ah, yeah
Quite the time to be a boy
Six-string masters of an expanding universe
It was a high time to be sure
Soaring and free from the bounds of the earth
But let's hope it's not just luck and strange
A one-off peaceful golden age
That's a dark thought in the dark
Time for this mortal man to love the child that holds my hand
And the woman who smiles when I embrace her
These eyes stay dry, but my, oh, my guitar
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