Well, I'm doin' my spring-clean for the May queen. I don't have two paths to go, but it's anyway a long run. I can't believe there's still someone who's sure all that glitter is gold, but okay, I can accept them all anyway. I don't believe it. I can't. I've never seen something gold.
[But I can't forget the positive message of those two british guys in the Seventies, so I believe there'll be something shining for me, being gold only for me. It will.]