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D#mFD#mF
I am D#mgone can't waste more Ftime, I said not quite D#mjoking.F
The fire has D#mgone, the big trees Fstand, the underground is D#msmoking. F C
G#m Remember nothing you've been Btold,G#m means anything to Bme,
and G#meverything you hold, is Bmine in the barest deD#mgree. F D#m F
I walked up to the park, the lion rock was weeping.
I walked on to the grave, the lizard king was sleeping.
G#m Remember nothing you've been Btold,G#m means anything to Bme,
G#m and everything you Bhold, is G#mmine in the barest deBgree,
in the barest deD#mgree. F D#m F
The days draw long, to long to count, cushioned by the wasting.
Restless age, the rusted temple, a place of my own making.
No matter what else you've been told, it's still all up to me.
And everything you own, is mine in the barest degree, in the barest degree.
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