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Our years don't come in colours |
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We raise children after all we settle down |
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And long for harmony |
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I hope I never get to be this man of bitter state you're in |
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refrain: |
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Golden waves are for the naked |
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When the morning comes and the pouring rain |
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Call my name when there's neglection |
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Golden waves are for the naked |
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When the morning comes and the pouring rain |
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Our years don't come in colours |
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We raise children after all we settle down |
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And long for harmony |
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I hope I never get to be this man of bitter state you're in |
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refrain |