Winter worn me out like I was Prada
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Threw up on me when the night was through
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You can keep a dream in your mind
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Only to find it's the hope that was killing you
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But you arrived like sunlight in the gloom
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And burned off the haze when the year was still new
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Keeping me going how you show up like July, July
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And July is still coming
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It's made real by the things that you do
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And July, July
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And July is still coming
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Just knowing that it's getting me through
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And you can go to work
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Until your disaster, babe
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Build your temple the sound and stone
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Put in all of their time only to find
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By the end that your god has flown
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Or all alone he sank like a stone
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Took root where he fell and started to grow
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Blooming beyond us like the promise of July, July
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And July is still coming
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It's made real by the things that you do
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And July, July
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And July is still coming
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Just knowing that's getting me through
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July, July
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And July is still coming
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It's made real by the things that you do
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And July, July
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And July is still coming
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Just knowing that's getting me through
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July, July
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And July is still coming
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It's made real by the things you do
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And July, July
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And July is still coming
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Just knowing that's getting me through
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