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Gold
by Patric Johnston

All my friends, they've got
Restlessness in common
And counted ways you can't
Have love for the wounded

The more I read
The more I write
The more I bleed
The less I fight

I hear there's talk of new religion
I never was for superstitions, but
Who's to say what a soul's worth?
Can you measure it in gold?

We said communion on my front porch
Don't need you're light, I'll bring my own torch
Who's to say what a soul's worth?
Can you measure it in gold?

My father taught me
Lessons in the garden
'Cause all my reckless friends
Have me in common

The more I read
The more I write
The more I bleed
The less I fight

I hear there's talk of new religion
I never was for superstitions, but
Who's to say what a soul's worth?
Can you measure it in gold?

We said communion on my front porch
Don't need you're light, I've got my own torch
Who's to say what a soul's worth?
Can you measure it in gold?
Can you measure it in gold?

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