| You found a mountain in the middle of Maine
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| A place the sun always shines
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| Tied up the horses to a castle’s remains
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| In the light, in the light
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| You can imagine that you are what they say
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| But that drove you out of there for days
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| First time you found yourself remotely amazed
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| Just a phase, just a phase
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| You made it to Montana now you gotta go on
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| Though remember:
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| It’s just white mirrors and gold
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| It only gets harder, so I was told
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| It’s just white mirrors and gold
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| You barely get started, it’s already old
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| They used to say you didn’t have what it takes
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| But those were phonys and fakes
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| Somehow you made it out that god in a snakes
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| To the shimmerin' lake
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| Tifanny diamonds from the money you made
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| Turns out it’s a good thing you stayed
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| Moment of silence for the armies you slayed
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| To what it takes to get payed
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| You made it passed Missouri now you gotta go on
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| It’s just white mirrors and gold
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| It only gets harder, so I was told
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| It’s just white mirrors and gold
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| You barely get started, it’s already old
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| White mirrors and gold
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| It only gets harder, so I was told
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| White mirrors and gold
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| You barely get started, it’s already old |