Matt Hopper & the Roman Candles - Fools Gold (feat. Jaime Wyatt & Leslie Stevens)

C Dreams turned cold in the F winter C time
The F wind blew C hard, we G lost all F rhyme
Down in the months of the dead and bleak
We walked along towards Bleeker Street
Taxi cabs swim like sharks towards Central Park's cold dark heart
I'm haunted by the ghosts of yore that swam the lakes and walked the shores
G All I F know is G what I C see and C staying F here is G fools Am gold
Found myself on a sunny shore, Pacific Highway number one
Late at night we came alive somewhere between Sunset and Vine
Wearing masks of fleeting fame, I lost my way inside a flame
Oh the waves of bitter hopes and the hangin' thread of final ropes
All I know if what I see and staying here is fools gold
Where I grew up all the roads were long, with twists and turns, but we had our songs
It's colder than it was before, and the sun don't shine, most all the time
So take me from these gravel roads, cause the city lights they shine so bright
Reminding you you're in the dark and there are things that you can't be
All I know if what I see and staying here is fools gold

Written by:
Matthew Hopper

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