It makes me proud of your determination.
Though, I know at times, you want to douse the light
Before you face extermination.
The dreams will come when the time is right,
And not a moment sooner.
If you're tired, don't put up a fight,
'Cause soon, you'll be a gooner.
I know it's rough. I know it's hard.
I know that everything seems to be wrong.
But listen to these very words:
You sing your own life's song.
And as your lullaby lulls you to sleep,
You find it's often said
That you just wish yourself to keep
Just a few more minutes in bed.
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