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Wake up you sleepy head Put on some clothes, shake up your bed
Put on another log on the fire for me
I made some breakfast and coffee
Look out my window, what do I see?
A crack in the sky and a hand reaching down to me
All the nightmares came today And it looks as though they're here to stay
What are we coming to? No room form me, no fun for you
Think about a world to come where the books were found by the Golden One
Written in pain, written in awe by a puzzeled man who questionned what we were here for
All the strangers came today And it looks as though they're here-