*glory and dreams*
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and so i sit here in the dark
waiting for miracles to happen
glory to god in the highest- extraordinary luck I'm not brain-dead yet.
...
i can still think and reason
and create and dream
i can write and see and read.
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tonight i can be the flame on the end of the candle
the sigh of the wind at the end of the storm
that last drop of rain fallen from the sky
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i can dance like the drunk
and sing like the devil
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and dream
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i can dream.