Grand slam, your moment's at hand, the day holds a costly bargain
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Lost lamb asking the lion's share
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Homespun, a prodigal son, comes begging a humble pardon
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But no one rises to hear his prayer
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Lone star, you've wandered so far and long in the unfamiliar
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That now you travel a map unknown
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Starbright, a constant delight to those in the dark
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And still your birthright's to shine in the night alone
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Living in the shadows of the things that might have been
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Torn between the blessing and the curse
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You may stop the hunger but you'll never slake the thirst
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For the nectar you remember but you'll never taste again
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Nonesuch, your Midas' touch, has gilded your heart and left you
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So much playing the prince of clowns
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Hell-bent, empty and spent, just look what your gamble's got you
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Exile far from the sacred grounds
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[Chorus]
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Grand slam, your moment's at hand, the day holds a costly bargain
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Lost lamb, asking the lion's share
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The Lion's Share
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| Dan Fogelberg |
