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Let me tell you the tale of a boy I call Leo 88 Kept all of his pictures painted on the inside He signed up for the full ride hoping for the blueprint to his fate He took what he could get – he took what he could get The life we lead is just a dream Longer, shorter that it seems A point that floats and flows through me A watership upon the sea He took a trip in a watership to get far away from here To see different pictures painted on the outside The wind that blew him on his way was the root of all his fear He used to call it death – we used to call it death Can you dig it now? Leo tries to get ahead but he won’t let himself see That he is much more than his past He could make a decision to walk right out of history We used to call it life We used to let it, used to let it happen on the inside Used to let it happen on the inside Used to let it happen on the inside Used to let it happen on the inside And find gold And find gold Dig a little deeper now—gold We are gold We are gold |