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And when you showed me
Brooklyn bridge in the morning
Ah God and the people
Slipping on ice in the street
Twice twice
Two different people
Came over going to work
So earnest and trifle
Clutching their pitiful morning
Daily news
Slip on the ice and fall
Both inside five minutes
And I cried
I cried
That's when you taught me
Tears
Ah God in the morning
Ah thee
And me leaning on the lamp post
Wiping eyes
Eyes nobody's knows
I cried
Who would have cared anyway
But oh I saw my father
And my grandfather's mother
And the long lines of chairs
And tear sitters and dead
Ah me
I knew God
You
Had better plans than that
So whatever plan you have for me
Splitter of majesty
Make it short
Brief
Make it snappy
Bring me home to the eternal mother
Today
At your service
Anyway
And until
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