Fools Gold
My Mind is broken, I feel Lost
The Cracks grow longer, wider
The Gold I've tried to pour in,
Permeates through, falls to the ground
And as I try to wipe away the Mess
It does not disappear, only a smear
I realize then, and only then
It wasn't Gold, and I'm just a Fool
My Mind is more brittle now,
Than the...
The Cracks grow longer, wider
The Gold I've tried to pour in,
Permeates through, falls to the ground
And as I try to wipe away the Mess
It does not disappear, only a smear
I realize then, and only then
It wasn't Gold, and I'm just a Fool
My Mind is more brittle now,
Than the...