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Intro

Sold my cold knot

Gm#A heavy stone

Sold my red horse Gm#for a venture home

To vanish on the bow --

 Settling slow

Fit it all, fit it in the Gm# doldrums

(Or so the story goes)

Color the era

Film it's hisGm# torical

My mile could not

Gm#Pump the plumb

In my arbor 'Gm#till my ardor trumped

every inner inertia

 Lump sum

All at once

Rushing from the sGm# ub-pump

(Or so the story goes)

Balance we won't know

We will see when it gets Gm# warm

Enjoy :)