Pearl Jam – Seven Oclock (Guitar)

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Seven o'clock in the morning, got a message from afar

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Down under an oasis where there are dreams still being born

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And summer spoke to winter relaying all encouraging words

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And I was fully grateful mutant messages were heard

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Moved on from my despondency and left it in the bed

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Do I leave it there still sleeping or maybe kill it better yet?

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For this is no time for depression or self indulgent hesitance

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This fucked-up situation calls for all hands, hands on deck

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Freedom is as freedom does and freedom is a verb

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They giveth and they taketh and you fight to keep that what you've earned

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We saw the destination, got so close before its turned

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Swim sideways from this undertow and do not be deterred

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 Floodlight dreams go drifting past

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 All the lives we could've had

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 Distant loves floating above

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 Close these eyes. They've seen enough

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Caught the butterfly, broke its wing then put it on display

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Stripped of all its beauty once it could not fly high away

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Still alive like a passer-by overdosed on gamma rays

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Another "God's" creation destined to be thrown away

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Sitting Bull and Crazy Horse they forged the north and west

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Then you get Sitting Bullshit as our sitting president

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Talking to his mirror, whats he say, what's it say back?

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A tragedy of errors, who'll be last to have a laugh?

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 His best days gone, hard to admit

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 Throwing angry punches with nothing to hit

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 Luminous thoughts were once all he had

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 Fading lights, lost eloquence

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 There's still a fire in the engine room

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 Knows relief will be coming soon

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 What’s to be done

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Carve a path for Rivers reign

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 Much to be done, 

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Oceans rising with the waves

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Held by these thoughts

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They refuse to slip away, o-oh

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Hangman in dreamland 

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About to call your name

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 Hey yeah hee-ee hee-ee uh oh oooh

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 Hey yeah no  no oh-oh-oh-eah

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 Much to be done, much to be

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 Much to be done, much to be

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 Much to be done, much to be

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 Much to be done