Boom to Ghost (Bonus Track)

I've been told
Future sold
Golden land
I've been told

Picking up my fragments
Packing up my life
Loading up the wagon
No room for the wife

It's the gold...

I've left for riches
For what it's worth
I've left my homeland
A pioneer set forth

It's the gold...

Up the mountain
Become a new man
Down the current
Tired of sifting sand

As the eye could see, not a soul thrived here for long
The soil laid waste upon
A common goal achieved by some
Rough woolen pockets, I have none

None

I left one year ago today
No one would entwine my stay
Immense mirage
Of which I had faith in

I'm here, a ghost



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Scott Scott
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