Fool's Gold

I could take a hint from you
I could take a little hint from you
And I'd run away
I'd run away with you baby

You said a couple things to me
You said a couple things that showed your place
But how many ways, how many ways can I say it
Yeah, how many ways, how many ways can I say it

So we had a little baby boy
But we knew it wouldn't last too long
Kind of what I had in mind
But what I had in mind was strong

I recall a side of you
I recall a different side of you
But I'd run away
I'd run away with you baby
I'd run away

Sacrifice

Ruins lie before my eyes
Left here by those that passed
Still repeats day by day
Tomorrow can't always hold
The lifeblood to go on, continue
As we take from the old
We lose, no gains-endtime cannot be changed
They didn't see our lives before
When this decay began
All that we breathe today
No way to purify
The lifeblood to go on, continue
As we take from the old
We lose, no gains-endtime cannot be changed
These ruins lies before me, we still destroy it
These ruins of the old
Disguised as paradise
Left for the new to rebuild
But we cannot save
The lifeblood to go on, continue
As we take from the old
We lose, no gains-endtime cannot be changed
These ruins lies before me, we still destroy it

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