Fool's Gold - Clara C

Fingers pressed into the dirt

Searching for what numbs the hurt

Vision’s spotted white

Needed pitch dark to see light

Taking lefts, then taking rights

How many right turns will take me up

I’m lost when on my own

But I’ll find my way back home

Thought I’d find ore on your shores

Left all I had too fast before

My heart’s underbelly, you tore

Won’t be whole anymore

Fool’s gold

Struck fool’s gold

Cry wolf

Wolves' gold

Two tall trees

Spring came

We sprouted golden leaves

Then came the rain

Now they’re falling two by two

A trail of love by me and you

Call them gold cause all I see is taupe

Your rain poured, our love’s been soaked

Leave these clouds, get gone

All I could wring from our love was this song

Thought I’d find ore on your shores

Left all I had too fast before

My heart’s underbelly, you tore

Won’t be yours anymore

Fool’s gold

Struck fool’s gold

Cry wolf

Wolves' gold