Gone(Album Version) - Golden Smog

Gone - Golden Smog
Well I saw you at the station
It was after the election
Down cast they would call him
Your behavior was a poem
At the feet of blessed
Your hate burned my hand
Are you happy where you are
Well I knew that it was over
When the crowd began standing
You were driving we were swerving
In the feathers began burning
From the mountains to the desert
I searched but you were gone
Are you happy where you are
Are you happy where you are
And all the hours upon that
Everyone consume
Could not arrest the
Void of him to hers
Him to hers silent too
Your priest who is praying
In the cold moon was laying
The drunkard he was drinking
And the young boy he was thinking
For the first time in a long time
You felt hurt she died
Are you happy where you are
Are you happy where you are
And all the alcohol that
Everyone consumed
Could not arrest the boy
Who trots around the wound
Don't look behind the face
To see the faith is gone
You know that's only wise for
Everyone everyone oh gone
Well I saw you at the station
It was after the election
Down tribe they would call him
Your behavior was so sad
At the feet of altar
Your hate burned my hand
Are you happy where you are
Are you happy where you are