Almost in time
I saved you a seat by mine
You have no place left to fall
When you made it here after all
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Seems like its pieces of gold
When you hold me to a promise
Its never far behind
Kind of in my pocket
These moments
Endlessly home
As storms in the storms all have blown
Clean through lying flower beds
That so easily fill my head
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Between the pieces of gold
That you hold
These little moments are always on your mind
Kind of in your pocket
These moments