Gold

Distance yourself from the inside So you can be without Throw your voice elsewhere, somewhere else Ventriloquist without Distance yourself from everyone So you can feel not around Throw your hand up making me move Vulnerable so I’m without Anyone to listen Anyone to see Makes you wonder who one Who one should be And the seasons change Nothing looks the same To what you’ve painted From an amateur place Who should be getting the blame Visions of some future escape How much time are we the same The world should be green and should be Should be filled with gold Envision some future shining In visions we can be so bold To anyone to listen To anyone who sees Makes you wonder who one Who one should be