Set in stone
Sanctifies
Left alone
Building statues on the sand
Somehow you have dug yourself a hole in this town
Somehow you have fallen off this faltering cloud
Made of Gold
And your worth you weight in bones
Made of Gold
But your buried in the dirt
Megaphone
In your face
Waking up
In the arms of all you own
Somehow you've convinved yourself your ship is still abound
Somehow you believed yourself and run this wreck aground
Made of Gold
And your worth you weight in bones
Made of Gold
But your buried in the mud
Made of Gold
Laying buried in the cold
Made of Gold
But your buried in the dirt
Your swinging the tight rope
Your swinging the sorrow
And it gives
what you getting for
left unsaid
you will never see this for yourself
Made of Gold
And your worth your weight in blood
Made of Gold
But your buried in the mud
Made of Gold
Laying buried in the cold
Made of Gold
But your buried in the dirt

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