Beggar's Gold
Praise the winter sun, please tell me where it's gone
Hold the memory
And hail the summer rain, please let it come again
Falling tenderly
And there's a warm rain falling on me
A cold sun shining on me
And why the day is night and dark is light is plain to see
I feel the threat of peace, a war of love a fit disease
I feel them coming on
And cruel are mercy kills and fools are wise and time is still
Time is moving on
There's a long day crawling by me
A new year flying by me
And every breath I take and move I make is dear to me
A loss of sympathy and time and apathy
Are sure to kill romance
But for a lover lost, another love will cover costs
Take another chance
And the good times give you room to sink low
The bad times let you fly high
Beggar's gold is buried in the sky
Beggar's gold is buried in the sky
Set your sights high
Today your God is blind
The world is bleak and you're inclined
To show your colder side
But life's a polar flight through latitudes of wrong and right
It's a roller ride
And the good times give you room to sink low
The bad times let you fly high
Beggar's gold is buried in the sky
Beggar's gold is buried in the sky
Set your sights high
Hold the memory
And hail the summer rain, please let it come again
Falling tenderly
And there's a warm rain falling on me
A cold sun shining on me
And why the day is night and dark is light is plain to see
I feel the threat of peace, a war of love a fit disease
I feel them coming on
And cruel are mercy kills and fools are wise and time is still
Time is moving on
There's a long day crawling by me
A new year flying by me
And every breath I take and move I make is dear to me
A loss of sympathy and time and apathy
Are sure to kill romance
But for a lover lost, another love will cover costs
Take another chance
And the good times give you room to sink low
The bad times let you fly high
Beggar's gold is buried in the sky
Beggar's gold is buried in the sky
Set your sights high
Today your God is blind
The world is bleak and you're inclined
To show your colder side
But life's a polar flight through latitudes of wrong and right
It's a roller ride
And the good times give you room to sink low
The bad times let you fly high
Beggar's gold is buried in the sky
Beggar's gold is buried in the sky
Set your sights high
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Writer(s): Neil Robertson
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