From the recording Fire & Foam
Don’t you know that we’re controlled?
Maybe that just me,
Armys march in line on the road
While we hide inside alone,
They search for a city of gold
While we stare at a sunlit rose.
You said that you were lost,
but maybe that’s just me.
It’s all laid down on a glistening road
Where it leads, who knows?
Off for a city of gold,
Inside of a sunlit rose.
Can’t you tell the dice were rolled,
Seeds were set, long before we met,
Thoughts align, nerves fire and soar,
Take your seat the world unfolds,
A time when time was gold,
inside a sunlit rose.
Every thought that floats before your mind,
Will find land, can derive a plan,
Take your seat and recline,
Oh what a vision sublime,
We’ve sacked a city of gold,
Inside a sunlit rose.