Us is where the darkness came creeping,
I've seen the holy angels weeping,
The vast empty space between those eyes,
I dont intend to fill them with lies,
To understand to take your hand,
On my knees i am wishing looking
Up to the sky,
I've realized the essense of time,
You are my one gold dime.
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You know what makes gold precious? because it can be traded for something.
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