Get the Gold

To the left there's the men with dirty cheques in their hands To the right the empty hope of dying young with no regrets That's one way to get the gold The only way to get to you Up above you see them hide their dirty coins behind their eyes Down below they clean themselves with hollow thoughts and empty beds That's one way to get the gold The only way to get to you Put the call to the crow, crow I'm counting on you Inside they feel the flame when all their lead has turned to gold That's one way to get the gold The only way to get to you