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The Years - Fiddlehead
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The Years Fiddlehead

The Years - Fiddlehead
[Verse 1]
I think I found my way out
Get out, go on
Up from the true-blue way-down
Move it, move on
All with this Joyboy true love
Hold up, hold on

[Verse 2]
And all the years have changed
Ten folded like a day
Old Death’s dulling sting
To new life blooming
Oh, what would you think of me?

[Verse 3]
Nothing can change the pain and I don’t want it to
The sting of blinding spring is what’s left of you
But, “Get up! Get out! Go on!” are all the signs I see
Oh, what would you think of me?

[Verse 4]
You have to find your way out
Get out, go on
You know what I think now
Move out, hold on
With all the years you changed
Ten faced every day
Old Death’s dulling sting
To new life blooming
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