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  1. Goldmine

From the album Patterns

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Lyrics

Sitting on a goldmine in a box of pictures
here's the friends I know
tell yourself for what you wish
is what you have, is what you give

calling all kids to come and stay out
odes to dying young
smoking in abandoned lots
with crowded minds and hungry thoughts
slowly caving in
time has made it happen

getting in touch with my sorry side
you can't have it now

sitting in the red dawn west of salt lake
morning like a dredge
all all the prospects piling up
the morning star confirms your luck
what the night can say
time has made it that way