There is no gold out there
There is no gold You hang your head down There’s something you hide in your hand And you hold it as tight as you can Until you can’t bear the fact that there’s nothing there To let go of or hold on to And there never was There is no gold out there There is no gold The secret to being a man Is pretending that you have Something other than a fistful of sand That you hold as tight as you can Until you can’t bear the fact that there’s nothing there To let go of or hold on to And there never was There is no gold out there There is no gold
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