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 You're 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 peace of mind Of which you cant 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