Like a fool chasing gold
No rainbows to be found
Ride the storms of this life
Stumbling on and on
From those who cast their doubts
You quickly walk on by
For they don't see the diamonds you see
Floating in the sky
Majestic dreams
Weave in your mind
A vortex of earthly chimes
Wheels of fate
Spin round and round
Ride the storm
No rainbows found
In a vortex of earthly chimes
The clock is ticking
Fates hand spinning
Ride the storms
No rainbows found
Ride the storm
Fool chasing gold
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