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Had a pocket of gold, a handful of dust

I’ve built a few empires, watched ‘em all rust

Been the name on the ticket, the shout in the hall

The one they all cheered for, and they prayed would fall

I’ve slept on the silk , I’ve slept on the stones

been the king of the mountain, a rattle in the bones

I’ve carried the heavy, carried the light

But I’m tired of the winning, tired of the fight.

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But I’m drawing a full, easy breath

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Only to find that I don’t want the score

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