He never once wished
And he only twice hoped
He mostly kept his head down
And his nose to the wheel
And he only twice hoped
He mostly kept his head down
And his nose to the wheel
He learned not to dream
Not to yearn, but to cope
To be steady, content and only
To suppose what was real
Not to yearn, but to cope
To be steady, content and only
To suppose what was real
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