Gold - Fiona Bevan

We are all homeless in one way or another 我们都在某种程度上无家可归 Whether we've lost ourselves to lust 无论我们是否迷失于欲望 Inflamed passions for things de

We Drag The Dead On Leashes-Being As An Ocean We've all done things that we're ashamed of We think they make us unworthy of love We carry regret in our demeanor

We pack up our gear And we're gone again Driven by passion Outward Away from family and friends But what they can't see Is that every day I'm drowning in a sea

Here I stand High strung and alone In the court of your lord's most forgotten son Tell me witness What's the difference between addiction to truth and convictio

I used to be a living thing Flesh blood heart pumping Now I'm wired up and plugged in But I'm missing something The machine the machine I am in the machine I ca