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(J. Cain) When you gave me this song I was so young I would open my mouth The words would just slip off my tongue Then I passed through a world It was ancient and cold So I hid all the maps and I buried the gold But what is a treasure? And who is it for? It's time to go outside and face the wolves Standing by the door They may tear us apart Rip our hearts at the seams Just don't be afraid to tell your children your dreams (Thanks to Annick for these lyrics) From Letras Mania