Streets of Gold

I’ve lived in the East. I’ve walked due West. I’ve flown up North. And drove down South. Flew in on a dream. And so it seems I’ve lost and found a mystery.

A million lights are city grey. And all those people living day to day. Oh, I’ve been told maybe you would know if these here streets are paved with gold.

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