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/ your 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 piece of mind/ of which you can't 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
