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I'll never be a man of wealth, of influence or renown Just riches which spring from teaching values My ethereal coins can afford lavish gifts to furnish your life with warm hues of cloth I can show how it feels, the caress of sheets. To taste unfiltered smiles flowing free from the tap To want something more to pull it in close. When wrapped around shoulders you forget yourself I can show you a world with textures and tastes. Where things can transform into what they could be. Just open your eyes.
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Jul 2, 2010
Jul 2, 2010 at 1:08 PM UTC
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I'll never be a man of wealth, of influence or renown Just riches which spring from teaching values My ethereal coins can afford lavish gifts to furnish your life with warm hues of cloth I can show how it feels, the caress of sheets. To taste unfiltered smiles flowing free from the tap To want something more to pull it in close. When wrapped around shoulders you forget yourself I can show you a world with textures and tastes. Where things can transform into what they could be. Just open your eyes.
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Jul 2, 2010
Jul 2, 2010 at 1:08 PM UTC
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