Fly-pitcher run

'cause I hear them sirens cry out

Leave no trace of where you've gone

I ain't the one to point you out

'Cause together in concrete we stand

In this broken land

Gold why do you aspire to gold?

Why not something higher?

Clasp knife close

'Cause life is too fragile to follow your code

Blue devils be told

To leave us alone

One day the cherry blossoms will unfold

Tongues will roll

And truth be told

Gold why do you aspire to gold?

Why not something higher?