Close Window Goldrush With a little hope I'll set off and never go back No I don't feel sorry 'bout that Cause with with clear eyes I made a choice to be my own man And stop bein' pushed along like wind blown sand So I packed up my bags, turned one last time But I couldn't bring myself to say goodbye For when I looked back all I saw, was the life I lived And that life screamed out the failure I'd been After the goldrush there is nothin' but ghost towns All the faces are clouded by frowns After the big parade when, all big plans are laid All that's left is confetti fallen to the ground We had come searchin' for a dream thrown our sense aside Wagering all we had for treasure soon to find But our picks fell on hard ground as the truth emerged Reality beneath the dream was just plain old dirt There had been a time not long ago when our futures seemed to hold A thousand stories yet untold Well we dug down to the final few, stories left to read And what's written there I fear to see because Now I know many men who, can't bear to think too long About how many ways, their lives have gone wrong In their younger days, these men were sure and bold But now both have lost, chasing towards their gold After the goldrush there is nothin' but ghost towns All the faces are clouded by frowns After the big parade when, all big plans are laid All that's left is confetti fallen to the ground Kiyoshi Graves ©2005 Hideko Music Close Window