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I give thanks again that long nights,Though they're lonely,Are lit by stars and end with suns that climbAnd moon will back me up on thisJust look up. "Yeah, but the moon won't take you out to wine and dine!"Yeah, I know, but there her hand is always on my shoulder."Yeah, but every evening we still hear you whine and whine!"Oh, I know, but, like a sibling, I neglect her.We have no choiceI'm hers and she is mine,And hers is mine, and she is yoursAnd we're each others."Oh I give up Phil! You're just shouting empty rhymes!"I know (Crying)The world's alone and this light's on loanUntil we have grown old enough to pay it back with our gruesome rottingAnd our lives are just long saggings of the spine,So here I sit hunched over a candle in the black night.Thanksgiving Here I hug my sorrow tight. Aus Songtexte Mania