Coals

This scene, this place, this part

It's wasting our lives

All hurt, all guilt

It's all so contrived

You build beyond

It's container size

This dirt, this hill

Is begging to slide

You pace, you pose, you fashion gold

You break, you sow, you hide your ghosts

You burn, you glow, you turn to coals

This air, is thick, it makes

Me think I am sick

I'm young, too young

To be on the brink

I'll walk, and I'll run

But I'm best when I sink

My thoughts, go on, and on

'Till I drink

You pace, you pose, you fashion gold

You break, you sow, you hide your ghosts

You burn, you glow, you turn to coals

The times, we talked

The things, forgot

Now my brain, is gone

My heart, is lost

My soul, left too

And away, it flew

And I waved, goodbye

Good luck

For somebody new

You pace, you pose, you fashion gold

You break, you sow, you hide your ghosts

You burn, you glow, you turn to coals