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There's no end in sight Like tomorrow never comes Tonight we black out the sun Better hold on tight Before you know it's gone And live like tomorrow never comes Learning to fly, letting go of it all Finding these questions inside me still burn

It's all right Little darlin' Here comes the sun, little darlin' Here comes the sun, I say You can come on out now It's been a long, cold and lonely winter It feels like years since you've been here The smiles are returnin' to the faces now It seems like

Fallin' fallin' fallin' 'Cause when the loving starts, and the lights go down And you say that you love me You woo me until the sun comes up And if you use me again it'll be the end of me There's not another living soul around Say that you love me Have

Grey sky where I should see you Ask why, why it should be so I'll cry, say that I don't know April is a cruel time Even though the sun may shine And world looks in the shade as it slowly comes away Still falls the April rain And the valley's filled with

I'm a cold one down at the end of the day A little sundown buzz and more on the way I wash a week's worth of dust off my old truck While Bobby Earl runs home to get dressed up Here comes Clifford, gotta forty in a brown bag In his pointed toe boots and a

There's no end in sight Learning to fly, letting go of it all Finding these questions inside me still burn Like tomorrow never comes Tonight we black out the sun Better hold on tight Before you know it's gone And live like tomorrow never comes

But I miss the way you lie Catch the sun, before it's gone Here it comes, up in smoke and gone Catch the sun, it never comes Cry in the sand, lost in the fire Every day it comes to this Catch the things you might have missed You say, get back to

Wanna hear your beating heart tonight Before the bleeding sun comes alive Here's hoping we collide I want to make the best of what is left hold tight Eyes make their peace in difficulties with wounded lips and salted cheeks. And finally we step to leave

Where the sun comes up about ten in the morning And the sun goes down about three in the day And you fill your cup with whatever bitter brew you're drinking In the deep dark hills of eastern Kentucky That's the place where I trace my bloodline And it's