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Some leaves brush you like a feather Mother, where'd it go? Feeling like without the weather Lost before it's home Dreams are seldom like a medal When you fight like Money hits you like a hammer Paying to be poor Sticks and stones and broken summer Mother, where'd it go? Cobwebs hold you like a hammer Made you fit the cold Smoke and beams and silence ember Frankincense and coal Aus Songtexte Mania