Greta Van Fleet - The Weight of Dreams

All across the west we traveled wayward for
Find the weight of dreams in gold
Heaven sent us here to meet the hallowed shore
To claim the wealth that we had sold
Gold mines melting many men's sunshine
Spoiled wine tastes so sweet we have gone blind
Gold mines melting many men's sunshine
Spoiled wine tastes so sweet we have gone blind
We stole from her a cloak of studded majesty
The queen is dead, we robbed her grave
You can still bathe in the river but it ran dry
And all of us have turned away
Gold mines melting many men's sunshine
Spoiled wine tastes so sweet we have gone blind
Gold mines melting many men's sunshine
Spoiled wine tastes so sweet we have gone blind