Gold Mine

It seems like the days pass by
With no reminiscing
No understanding
Of decisions
That we've made
Up until this point
And I want to see
The world shine
In the same ways that happened
Once way back then
But then what happened
The story's unfolding
Tryna tell the same one over and over
It was never suppose to be a competition
It was suppose to be about the art and the intuition
And the art and the creation
It was never suppose to be a business
The conversation
And conviction
And ambition
And volition

Tryna piece the puzzle pieces
Back together
Knowing that some parts are missing
I understand where that leads to
Knowing that you need too
See things through another light
Through another lens
Another way to view the story through
Through something that isn't so brand new
Old times
Turn to present times
Turn to new times
Turn to gold mines



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Siby
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