| So much depends on first loves and friends
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| Legs for a table
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| And i painted my room
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| With judgments and doom
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| But i still ain’t able to sleep
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| Got to sleep
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| And dream up some dreams i can keep
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| Oh my, my marigold, marigold
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| I was walking at dawn
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| When something turned on
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| But i couldn’t name it
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| So i, i went back home
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| I did it alone
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| But i couldn’t claim it
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| I tried, yes i tried
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| I tried honey i was denied
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| Oh my, my marigold, marigold
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| Well everything becomes much more meaningless
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| As time passes by
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| So i hide in the bedorom with strong curtains drawn
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| So i can’t look the world in the eye
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| I heard you were well
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| I heard that you fell
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| Back on your feet
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| Well me, i’m still in fear
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| I planted her here
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| Right in the street
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| To sleep, so she sleeps
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| And dreams with the orphans and freaks
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| Oh my, my marigold, marigold
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| Now talk, talk it is cheap
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| I talk in my sleep
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| I know what to say
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| I said, i said you were wise
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| To let go of my eyes
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| And push me away
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| And run, yes you run
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| You run honey nothing gets done
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| Oh my, my marigold, marigold
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| But all that i’ve learned it must be a chemical change
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| After all i’m no different from the next twisted talker who’s taking his lies
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| to the grave
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| I wasn’t myself
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| I was nobody else
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| That i couldn’t be
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| Like you were nobody too
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| To somebody who’s exactly like me
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| So sleep, let her sleep
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| And dream up the dreams we can keep
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| Oh my, my marigold, marigold |