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The Byrds

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Crimson flames tied through my years
Rollin' high and mighty trapped
Countless violent flaming roads
Using ideas as my map
"we'll meet on edges soon," said i
Proud 'neath heated brow

Ahh, but i was so much older then
I'm younger than that now

Half wracked prejudice leaped forth
"rip down all hate," i screamed
Lies that life is black and white
Spoke from my skull, i dreamed
Romantic flanks of musketeers
Foundation deep, somehow

Ahh, but i was so much older then
I'm younger than that now

In a soldier's stance, i aimed my hand
At the mongrel dogs who teach
Fearing not i'd become my enemy
In the instant that i preach
Sisters fled by confusion boats
Mutiny from stern to bow

Ahh, but i was so much older then
I'm younger than that now

Ahh, but i was so much older then
I'm younger than that now

My guard stood hard when abstract threats
Too noble to neglect
Deceived me into thinking
I had something to protect
Good and bad, i define these terms
Quite clear, no doubt, somehow

Ahh, but i was so much older then
I'm younger than that now

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