Gold
Fly-pitcher run
'cause I hear them sirens cry out
Leave no trace of where you've gone
I ain't the one to point you out

'Cause together in concrete we stand
In this broken land

Gold why do you aspire to gold?
Why not something higher?

Clasp knife close
'Cause life is too fragile to follow your code
Blue devils be told
To leave us alone

One day the cherry blossoms will unfold
Tongues will roll
And truth be told

Gold why do you aspire to gold?
Why not something higher?