So you travel around this country
You're looking for your holy ghost
And what you're going to find
Is it somewhere you like to hide
So you'll run around your eagle
You'll run around your gold coast
You know you got the time
Because this prison is our own design
So you're thinking of your future
You're thinking of some old past
And it is your time to shine
So what you gonna go and leave behind?
And there is no one to be in with
And there is nothing left downstairs
And when you feel despair
What is your method to get out of there?
So where you from son?
And are you a troubled one?
And if so come under my wing
And what is your story?
And is it glory or hate?
Because that is the only way I think
So you run around this earth top
You run around your headmouth
And what you want to find is peace of mind
Of which you can't describe
And is definitely something and definitely somewhere
You know the signs are there
Call it a fable or just be unfair
So where are you from, girl?
And will you paint my world?
And if so come under my wing
And what is your story?
And is it glory or hate?
Because that is the only way I think