| I once saw it in a book I had
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| God was by my side
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| My name in lights up there on the marquee
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| And God was very proud
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| I’ve been a miner for a heart of gold
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| A dreamer who just won’t wake up
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| I thought I’d plunge into the deepest vein
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| It wasn’t deep enough
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| And I will fall a hundred stories
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| And open up my hand
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| And scatter all my dreams of glory
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| Like seeds upon the land
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| Still have your picture on my wall of faith
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| Next to the grocery list
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| I keep forgetting I should take you down
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| I’m gonna take you down
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| And I will fall a hundred stories
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| And open up my hand
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| And scatter all my dreams of glory
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| Like seeds upon the land
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| And I’ll join the league of failures
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| And I will be resigned
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| To fall a hundred stories
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| And leave it all behind
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| And I will promise to forget the ones
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| Who took more than they gave
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| At least I’ll have some peace of mind
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| As I dig their graves
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| And on my way down I hope to see
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| The one I hurt the most
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| Perhaps he’ll open up his window
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| And we’ll fly this ghost
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| And I will fall a hundred stories
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| And open up my hand
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| And scatter all my dreams of glory
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| Like seeds upon the land
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| And I’ll join the league of failures
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| I bet that I’ll be glad
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| To fall a hundred stories
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| And I’ll have peace at last
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| And I’ll set this house on fire
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| And burn the whole thing down
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| My laurels turned to ashes
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| And I’ll still be around |