Like dead leaves floating on
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black river water
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Voices carried by the current under the surface
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It holds the whispers down until it
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Suffocates the sound
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Of any voice of reason
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You're not even listening
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You're chasing fool's gold
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Chasing fool's gold
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Everybody knows that illusion is a prison
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Leave it underground
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Where you found it
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Fool's gold, leave it alone
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Like looking for the morning water's reflection
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Looking for the truth in a holy translation
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When the moonlight is shining in the sky
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The keys hide behind your eye
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You reach out through smoke, you try to hold
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to a broken mirror
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It disappears
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It's a fool's gold
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Chasing fool's gold
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Leave it alone
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What you do with you time
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It screams so loud
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I can't hear a single word come out of your mouth
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You can't see that hook hiding under the shining of--
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You're chasing fool's gold
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Chasing fool's gold
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Chasing--
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Keep on searching
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One day you'll be free
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Keep on searching
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One day you'll be free
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Fool's Gold
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Rocky Votolato |