36 Crazyfists - Old Gold lyrics

Holding on to sickness, kept me tied to the road of old What was once a hand of faith turned to rust from gold Weakening position where I place my eyes alone There is loss all around, there is birth again I know Pull me out of the dirt Let the light cleanse me Second chances were mean to Divide the d**h of our woes Of our woes I’m surfacing again Let the light come clean my bones From the ice and snow below It’s buried deep in hope Clean my bones In ice and snow Deep in hope Old gold Violence, the color outweighs lines of magnitude Where a cold brush with d**h makes it hard enough to chew Poisonous, the bottle that takes shape in solitude Where the numbing outlives hell until the ends just come unglued Pull me out of the dirt Let the light cleanse me Second chances were mean to Divide the d**h of our woes Of our woes I’m surfacing again Let the light come clean my bones From the ice and snow below It’s buried deep in hope Clean my bones (I’m surfacing again) In ice and snow Deep in hope Deep in hope Old gold Empty the tank, leave it all on the floor Empty the tank, leave it all Better to breathe in the sinking of the coast Inside the throats, inside the throes of the bend I’m surfacing again Let the light come clean my bones From the ice and snow below It’s buried deep in hope Clean my bones (I’m surfacing again) In ice and snow Deep in hope Deep in hope Clean my bones