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Bombadil
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One More Ring
my room is a museum a lifetime's of my work I am the last Mohican I stand proud although I'm hurt I keep a cup of secrets from which I never drink I am an ancient king who sits proud but never thinks
so if I find one more ring of yours mixed up among my things I just might sell all my belongings to make sure I've cut all my strings
and if I find one more note crumpled up inside my coat I'm moving back to Carolina where I'll live out on the coast
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I have a box of trinkets I count them one by one each one is a keepsake from a war that I have won I have a daily schedule a comfortable routine watch months roll by with pleasure like girls walking down the street
I lost all my ambition could've settled for less but if I can't have you I don't care about the rest
if I find one more strand of black hair under my night stand
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