Gold Coast

So you travel around this country/ you're looking for your holy ghost

And what you're going to find/ is it somewhere you like to hide

SO you'll run around your eagle/ you'll run around your gold coast

You know you got the time/ because this prison is our own design

So you're thinking of your future/ your thinking of some old past

And it is your time to shine/ so what you gonna go and leave behind?

And there is no one to be in with/ and there is nothing left downstairs

And when you feel despair/ what is your method to get out of there?

So where you from son? /And are you a troubled one

And if so come under my wing

And what is your story?/ and is it glory or hate?

Because that is the only way I think

So you run around this earth top/ you run around your headmouth

And what you want to find/ is piece of mind/ of which you can't describe

And is definitely something /and definitely somewhere

You know the signs are there

Call it a fable/ or just be unfair

So where are you from girl?/ And will you paint my world?

And if so come under my wing

And what is your story? / And is it glory or hate?

Because that is the only way I think