You cried silver tears,
To drown silver fears,
Silver mountains we climbed,
From time to time.

Silver whispers we sang,
On silver hooks we hang,
Until the rise of the moon,
So silver and soon.

Followed silver paths,
Landed in silver baths,
Kissed the silver sun,
On walkways we run.

But silver or gold,
These lines were so old,
For that happened yesterday.

 
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