Gold Things Lyrics by Office Dog
In your head
On that mind
Burning up your sleeve
In a pocket by the coast
I’ve been waiting for these
Gold things
Gold things
Grabs the name
Takes the hand
Of the lucky few
I think I’ve never touched the ground
I’ve been waiting for you
Gold thing
Gold thing
Spilling from
Down the line
Herded to your street
Up ahead and left behind
I could only see
Gold things
Gold things
Grabs your name
Takes your hand
The top of the cue
I think I’ve never touched the ground
I’ve been waiting for you
Gold thing
Gold thing
You go out
Fill a bag
‘Til you have
What you are
You go out
Chase the thread
‘Til the gold’s
Sitting right
In your head
On that mind
Burning up your sleeve