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I dreamed a dream in time gone by When hope was high and life worth living I dreamed that love would never die I dreamed that God would be forgiving Then I was young and unafraid When dreams were made and used and wasted There was no ransom to be paid No song unsung, no wine untasted But the tigers come at night With their voices soft as thunder As they tear your hope apart As they turn your dream to shame She slept a summer by my side She filled my days with endless wonder Oh, time's running out, but I hope you enjoyed that. This was certainly different than I took on.
Hey, hey, hey, sweet freak! Giggity, giggity, giggity, giggity-goo! On my own, uh, from Les Miserables? I don't remember that one. I'm gonna have to look it up and, uh, maybe study it. Uh, see if I can jog it down. I don't make promises! But, uh, yeah, I'll definitely look into that one. Alright!