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The dead weep
Mr Sandman
The Pharaoh doesn't stand
Mr Sandman
Dream me a dream
Where I can soar 
Where I can be redeemed
Where your wings spread
And I won't fall
Her tears won't fall
So much space
Where I can't stand small
The cynic is gone
And I can fly on
 

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