Clara C - Fool`s Gold

Fingers pressed into the dirt
Searching for what numbs the hurt
Vision's spotted white
Needed pitch dark to see light
Taking lefts then taking rights
How many right turns will take me up
I'm lost when on my own
But I'll find my way back home
Thought I'd find ore on your shores
Left all I had too fast before
My heart's underbelly you tore
Won't be whole anymore
Fool's gold
Struck fool's gold
Cry wolf
Wolves' gold
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Two tall trees
Spring came
We sprouted golden leaves
Then came the rain
They're falling two by two
A trail of love by me and you
Call them gold 'cause all I see is taupe
Your rain poured
our love's been soaked
Leave these clouds get gone
All I could wring from
our love was this song
Thought I'd find ore on your shores
Left all I had too fast before
My heart's underbelly you tore
Won't be whole anymore
Fool's gold
Struck fool's gold
Cry wolf
Wolves' gold
Dumb dumb dumb dumb
Dumb dumb dumb dumb
Dumb dumb dumb dumb
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