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Gold and I

Back in the paperback saloon I was a phoney painter
You said that you would be there soon I said that I would wait there
When you arrived I took your hand and said without faintly lying
Don’t change the colour of your hair ‘cos I’m afraid of dying

Well gold and I we are no more
We love and we leave it
Gold and I we were at war
Now we’re in pieces
Well gold and I we are no more
We love and we leave it
Gold and I we were at war

You were a seamstress in the dark I was a ruffled curtain
Needing a rail on which to rest, stitching me up for certain
Hoisting me high upon the mast, I felt the wind inhaling
When you harpooned me in the heart; I didn’t hear you whaling

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I want you whole, body and soul x8

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