I got to get the windows open,
pull down the sheets and let the sun thro.
Got to undo the knots of my life,
find a pair of shoes and a song to whistle to.
Wake up before the alarm crows,
wake up and see the moon say good bye and go.
See the sun coming up really small and slow,
play with the snails and stones on the road as I go.
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