The Pointless Book

Gold

You might like the place where I have been
But I don't want to go there with you
Oh, the sunset skies
Are meant to blow your mind
And now your skin is gold
And the earth shall shine

Pour on, pour out what you need
You might like the taste of what you seek
Oh, the sunset goes
And you should take what you can
And you might like the place where I have been
But I don't want to go there with you