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Run Of The Mill (George Harrison)
Everyone has choice, when to and not to raise their voices
It's you that decides
Which way you will turn, while feeling that our love's not your concern
It's you that decides
No-one around you, will carry the blame for you
No-one around you, will love you today and throw it all away
Tomorrow when you rise, another day for you to realise me
Or send me down again
As the days stand up on end
You've got me wondering how I lost your friendship
But I see it in your eyes
Though I'm beside you, I can't carry the lame for you
I may decide to, get out with your blessing where I'll carry on guessing
How high will you leap, and will you make enough for you to reap it
Only you'll arrive
At your own made end, with no-one but yourself to be offended
It's you that decides
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-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Put your problems out with the cat -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Must be lamb today cause beef was last week =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
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