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Winter wore me out like I was PradaThrew up on me when the night was throughYou can keep a dream in your mindOnly to find it's the hope that was killing youBut you arrived like sunlight in the gloomAnd burned off the haze when the year was still newKeeping me going how you show upLike July, JulyAnd July is still comingIt's made real by the things that you doAnd July, JulyAnd July is still comingJust knowing that it's getting me throughAnd you can go to work, until your disaster, babeBuild your temple the sound and stonePut in all of the time, only to findBy the end that your god has flownOr all alone he sank like a stoneTook root where he fell and started to growBlooming beyond us like the promise of July, JulyAnd July is still comingIt's made real by the things that you doAnd July, JulyAnd July is still comingJust knowing that's getting me throughJuly, JulyAnd July is still comingIt's made real by the things that you doAnd July, JulyAnd July is still comingJust knowing that's getting me throughJuly, JulyAnd July is still comingIt's made real by the things you doAnd July, JulyAnd July is still comingJust knowing that's getting me through
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