Dreaming up this golden grain
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But I'm falling from this shack
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Talking sweet to the queen
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Wishing I was riding with the jacks
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Walking proud and lonesome now
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Oh I'm yearning for the pack
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But I'd never say "I love you," dear
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Just to hear you say it back
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I've heard the road to every truth
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It's just a cul-de-sac
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There's ladies and the lions there
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But you know it's just an act
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You search the world for the milk of the pearl
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She always takes it black
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But you'll love her till it all goes dark
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You'll love her even after that
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