Pink and green, all alone
Guess you never really had a home.
Circles form, fires shine
You alone stand behind
To learn the ways
To burn the pain away
To find the gold
For you alone are truly old.
Chicken leg, gnaw the bone
Make your bed curled against a stone.
Circles form, fires shine
You alone are left behind
To see through things
To learn from bearded kings
To find the gold
For you alone are truly old.
Morning gold, wake in dew
Little bugs fly all over you.
Tiny bugs, tiny wings
In the end, you are a friend to things.
To feel
To know what’s really real
To touch the shine
Another world is left behind.
Fires shine, do not go
Never circle round their glow.
Fires shine in the night
Independent of their light
You alone are truly old
You alone are truly old
You alone are truly old
You alone are truly old.
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