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On to happier things
All the colors of spring
Wild at heart, your eyes like stars
Hear the birds as they sing
Morning songs that they bring
Look ahead to whatâs not said
Try to see whatâs not seen
Be a good human being
You canât trade places with anyone
And everybody knows their own pain
Running in circles beneath this same damn sun
In this way we are the same
Just like heaven and hell
Much the same canât you tell
Itâs where youâre leaning, your life gets its meaning
Itâs the soul that you sell
Or the time that you fell
In love with another or took on a lover
But when love seems lost on the distance high
Like shooting arrows through the sun
I stumble out beneath the clear blue sky
And try to find myself some fun
Iâm trying to find myself some fun
Trying to find myself some...
fun, fun, fun