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Such a dark cold way and it enters through your breathing every day

What a dark old way to stay the same

As it enters through your breathing,

Close your eyes and feel them turn it grey

Oh, heart of gold

Spring time life and laughter born, now you wander there alone

Down that way where life is a bad place, life is a sad place, always.

Such a dark cold way and it enters through your breathing everyday

What a dark old way to stay the same

As it enters through your breathing,

Close your eyes and feel them turn it grey

Oh, heart of stone

Nights were there for you alone, now the greymen linger long

And the nights are cold and hard and days are slipping away paced, Moving on always.