Piece Of Gold
Grab a piece of gold from the fountain of youth
Put it in the pocket of a dead man's suit
Walk in the circle for a night and a day
And believe in me
Sunday morning, the boy gets out of bed
With a sparkle in his eye
A new adventure waits on the horizon
And time will surely fly
Tireless feet that patter in the hallway
Quietly not to wake up a soul
Morning dew felt between his toes
And this feeling won't let go
The hummingbird that flees the herd
Gets laughed out of the room
But what they know are shadows in a cave
Follow the stream and nothing ever changes
Quietly dream and ride the silver line
Watch in awe as they spread their wings like angels
To leave the ground
Come on, come on, nothing waits forever
The sun in the sky is well on its way
And in this mind there's something ever growing
Hidden in the shade
On quiet days heard through the haze
A whispered call to arms
They've called his bluff and soon enough it's time
What of these words that you've said to me
What of this power I clearly feel
What of this path in front of me, this dream
A wicked beast which slain with ease
Brings wonder to the soul
The timid steps toward an unknown world
The future is never as easy a choice
As a door before you open in time
But I can't help but get the sense that one day
This child will fly
This child will fly
Put it in the pocket of a dead man's suit
Walk in the circle for a night and a day
And believe in me
Sunday morning, the boy gets out of bed
With a sparkle in his eye
A new adventure waits on the horizon
And time will surely fly
Tireless feet that patter in the hallway
Quietly not to wake up a soul
Morning dew felt between his toes
And this feeling won't let go
The hummingbird that flees the herd
Gets laughed out of the room
But what they know are shadows in a cave
Follow the stream and nothing ever changes
Quietly dream and ride the silver line
Watch in awe as they spread their wings like angels
To leave the ground
Come on, come on, nothing waits forever
The sun in the sky is well on its way
And in this mind there's something ever growing
Hidden in the shade
On quiet days heard through the haze
A whispered call to arms
They've called his bluff and soon enough it's time
What of these words that you've said to me
What of this power I clearly feel
What of this path in front of me, this dream
A wicked beast which slain with ease
Brings wonder to the soul
The timid steps toward an unknown world
The future is never as easy a choice
As a door before you open in time
But I can't help but get the sense that one day
This child will fly
This child will fly
Credits
Writer(s): Wilhelmsson Arvid
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