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waking up with rays of sun warmingmy newly conscious dreamsI stumble clumsilysee the timeI wonder how and whymy clothes have made it throughanother careless nightsmoke drifts out and through the open doorit seems I have won this hopeless warthis pair of jeans made it through the nightthey fit right and baby so do Iforgot your voicethat shaking awful tonethat wrenches fear out from my weakened bonescalled to say that everythings okayI'm used to longer daysI think summer's here to stayI tried to get awayI tried to get awayI've grown used to never ending daysthis pair of jeans made it through the nightthey fit right and baby so do Irunning barefoot, cast worries asidegave up staring, slept under the sky From Letras Mania