Mother make me gold again again again again
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It was us and you and him you you and him and
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Each of us were golden
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Like sunset on my childhood curtains
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The beige and the brown and the bronze on fire
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With the days end the days the days end oh it ends
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Those days end
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Cause surely everything has blackened
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Mother make me golden again
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Mother make me gold again again again again
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I was pure and warm, innocent
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And each of us were golden
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Like sunset on John laughing
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Oh how the light would come and cover him
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All it ends
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All it ends
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It all seems to end
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With the stitches, no tag backs
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And the red Kool-aid mustache
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We can race there and then back
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Just sodas and best friends
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Waging war on the ant's nest
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And a card in your spokes clicks
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Like the buttons on a joy stick and
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I loved it
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With the stitches, no tag backs
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And the red Kool-aid mustache
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We can race there and then back
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Just sodas and best friends
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Waging war on the ant's nest
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And a card in your spokes clicks
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Like the buttons on a joy stick and
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I loved it
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And I loved it
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I loved it
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I loved it
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Mother Make Me Golden
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Dear and the Headlights |