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Olio and so it goes Sing a song of gladness Olio and so it goes Give silence to your sadness. I went into my childhood; A journey back in time. I talked with a man of minutes And he spoke to me in rhyme. (singing) Olio and so it goes Sing a song of gladness Olio and so it goes Give silence to your sadness. I climbed to the top of the tower of hope And danced with a light fantastic. Spent the night with a harbored grudge Whose morals were elastic. (singing) Olio and so it goes Sing a song of gladness Olio and so it goes Give silence to your sadness. Found some strength and courage seeds Dropped on barren land. Got back yesterday full grown, My future in my hand. (singing) Olio and so it goes Sing a song of gladness Olio and so it goes Give silence to your sadness. (singing) Olio and so it goes Sing a song of gladness Olio and so it goes Give silence to your sadness.
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Feb 14, 2016
Feb 14, 2016 at 6:44 PM UTC
OLIO
Olio and so it goes Sing a song of gladness Olio and so it goes Give silence to your sadness. I went into my childhood; A journey back in time. I talked with a man of minutes And he spoke to me in rhyme. (singing) Olio and so it goes Sing a song of gladness Olio and so it goes Give silence to your sadness. I climbed to the top of the tower of hope And danced with a light fantastic. Spent the night with a harbored grudge Whose morals were elastic. (singing) Olio and so it goes Sing a song of gladness Olio and so it goes Give silence to your sadness. Found some strength and courage seeds Dropped on barren land. Got back yesterday full grown, My future in my hand. (singing) Olio and so it goes Sing a song of gladness Olio and so it goes Give silence to your sadness. (singing) Olio and so it goes Sing a song of gladness Olio and so it goes Give silence to your sadness.
You might notice the date I wrote this. I was planning to audition and I was told there was no accompanist, so I wrote this. It is sung a capella and the only kind of instrument besides the voice is clapping hands.
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Feb 14, 2016
Feb 14, 2016 at 6:44 PM UTC
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