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When life gets rough
and the going gets tough
the tough wait out the storm

When the sky is dark
and the sun has fled
little ones should be in bed
The stars will peek
for us to seek
and you'll find the weather's warm

No one will speak of danger deep
in the night we shut our eyes
Hoping that good luck will keep
with dreams and lies and dragonflies

Oh-so softly counting sheep
and waiting just to fall asleep
They bid goodnight to all their fears
and ignored the fast-approaching years
They say their prayers and count their blessings
although not a soul will hear

Streets are red under blacklight
they count money instead of doing what's right
The bet was changed and out broke a fight
all is quiet in the night

When the sun has risen
they will rise
shaking off a cute disguise
now it is their time to shine or hide
or just sit back and enjoy the ride

When life gets rough
and the going gets tough
the tough wait it out inside

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