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THE QUIET DAYS
As I went up by Heartbreak Road / Before the dawn of day, / The cold mist was all about, / And the wet world was gray; / It seemed that never another soul / Had walked that weary way.
But when I came to Heartbreak Hill, / Silver touched the sea; / I knew that many and many a soul / Was climbing close to me; / I knew I walked that weary way / In a great company.