Spirit of Gold

It’s a grey field

Where black is red

And red is black

Our minds wander

In space and time

We lose our selves

Lose our spirit

Lose our hearts

Walking by the field of gold

We don’t see

Where beauty lies


We don’t know

We are blinded

By flesh n bone



Taking the inner city

Where rain drops fall

Yet we see

Life under the crease

The drums they clash

Can you feel your heart listen

Let us be

Let us be