Rings of grass crowns of flowers they're gone gone gone gone
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Furs that I woven of whispering hours gone gone gone gone
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She's gone away where the rings are real
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And the furs have warmth that a woman can feel
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Round and round round goes the wheel
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And she's gone gone gone gone gone
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Rings of grass and crowns of flowers gone gone gone gone
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Castles of sand with seashell towers gone gone gone gone
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She's gone away where the dreams are small
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But the castles are rock and they never fall
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And left me here to live among all that is gone gone gone gone gone
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Rings of grass oh why did they die away gone gone gone gone
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Whispering hours where did they fly away gone gone gone gone
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And where is the wisdom to understand
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That years would crumble our castles of sand
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And the flowers and grass turn brown in our hands
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When it's gone gone gone gone gone gone gone gone
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Rings Of Grass
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| Shel Silverstein |
