| That a man does things for gold
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| Drives him crazy and it makes him old
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| Before his time.
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| Sitting round waiting for the rainbows end
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| Wasting time and losing friends
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| Never knowing that it ends before his eyes
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| But those of us who seek the truth will be there when she rides.
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| Talking 'bout wings to carry us over the water
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| Talking 'bout wings picking us up by the waves
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| Ah, so many things can bread misunderstanding
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| We’ll soon be landing on velvet wings.
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| Once met a man and his words were wise and he looked me in the eyes
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| He said brother don’t you compromise in what you feel
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| All things figure in a bigger plan
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| And its up to every man.
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| Just to do the best
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| To reach his own ideals
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| And build a world around himself
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| And live it like he feels.
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| Talking 'bout wings to carry us over the water
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| Talking 'bout wings picking us up by the waves
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| Ah, so many things can bread misunderstanding
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| We’ll soon be landing on velvet wings.
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| Talking 'bout wings to carry us over the water
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| Talking 'bout wings picking us up by the waves
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| Ah, so many things can bread misunderstanding
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| We’ll soon be landing on velvet wings… |