Inherited Silence

I chased the gold across the map

Left my footprints in the gaps

Missed the birthdays, missed the light

Trading dinner for another flight (ohhh)

Twenty years to build a crown

Just to carry it back to this town

But the driveway is overgrown

And the porch light is left alone

I came home too late

with gold in my hands

To a quiet house on empty lands They moved on

while I built my name

Now there is no one left to blame

(yeah, no one left)

All the keys to the golden door Don't open up the past

no more (ahhhh)

I came home too late

with gold in my hands

To a quiet house on empty lands They moved on while I

built my name

Now there is no one left to blame

No one left

Just the gold...