Get Real
How nice to have a sunny skyAnd summer all the time,
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How nice to have no bumps or hills
That we will have to climb,
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How nice to only have to ford
A gentle, quiet stream,
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How nice to always beat the game,
Be on the winning team,
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How nice to have a guarantee
Of friends, success and smiles,
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But that won't make us strong enough
To get through all these miles.
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The promises that are enough
Are strength to win the race,
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A guide when we have lost our way,
And mercy, love, and grace.
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