.I remember dreams my father had
And how I saw them slip through his hands
I never thought of him as a broken man
But there is sorrow behind his laugh
Thirty, forty, fifty years
And a lifetime of tears
We gotta wake up, we gotta wake up
Thirty, forty, fifty years
And a lif.
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