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Fools Gold

from Dismammaled by One of Many

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To win the prize and wish for more. To come in first and feel last to cross the line. A heavy price upon the soul. An endless fight to feel good in one's self. And here's this boy who's filled with joy. Not rich in talent and it shows. Definitely not the brightest. But one who can see. He's blessed. Unlike the rest. Who strive to score forever more. Insisting action. He'll seek for rest and save his breath. While all are reaching out for gold. Happy just to make a bed out of leaves on the street. At last he finds a road where no one's racing to get old. Instead there's time and room for growth. So give me the rest. It's mine. Running off fuel that turns to grime. Carry these wax wings into flight. Only the best. No less. Shooting my standards to the sky. Running with pockets full of sand. Fool's Gold. A jealous heart. A painful sting. A life not racing is a life worth living. The finish line will reek of swine. To take a seat would be a step for mankind. And here's this girl in her own world. Who's finest hours are alone. Happy to be out of sight of the mighty stampede. She'll ask you where you got those brand new clothes that you've got on. In spite of knowing. She'll take the time to hit rewind and think about the day before. Careful to see all the signs and to not miss a beat. And after all she's read she'll find a book and read some more. A brand new world not yet explored. So give me the rest. It's mine. Running off fuel that turns to grime. Carry these wax wings into flight.
Only the best. No less. Shooting my standards to the sky. Running with pockets full of sand. So what is this mess? It can't be mine. I got a maid for dirty times. Trade her some paper for her back and her hands. Shot to the chest. Where is my vest? Without my tools I'm good as dead. Built me a life I can't withstand. Fool's Gold. All people have choices. Their own voices. It's all free. Some choose to ignore them. Commit to program. C'est la vie.

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from Dismammaled, released October 5, 2013

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One of Many Oakland, California

Dana Lindstrom: Vocals / Guitars

Will Vara: Drums

Erinn Wilkerson: Bass


All Songs Written & Recorded by Dana Lindstrom

Cole Miller did the drums on Dismammaled and Kyle

Stampfli did the bass.

Write to One of Many: d.g.lindy@gmail.com

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