My Crime
The peak holds so much promise
So I climb in search of gold
There's a fog in the mountain's saddle
And the river's always cold
The wind cuts like a razor
It's a steep and sharp decline
When the fire's turned to embers
And the sun's too hard to find
I went searching through the pines
I went trying to clear my mind
That's when I met my shadow
And my curse became my crime
If passion makes a rich man
Well I never made a dime
Not a cent or silver dollar
For all my wasted time
Gotta get out of these four walls
Leave my life up on the shelf
I'll keep hunting all my monsters
And point the lens back on myself
I went searching through the pines
I went trying to clear my mind
That's when I met my shadow
And my curse became my crime
Half way up or half way down?
The fall don't hurt til you hit the ground
I went searching through the pines
I went trying to clear my mind
That's when I met my shadow
And my curse became my crime
I went searching through the pines
I went trying to clear my mind
That's when I met my shadow
And my curse became my crime
Autor(es): Gareth Leach