Hey I never thought I'd find Under layers of regret The recognition of the time Before the boundaries were set When the pages were left blank The gold's still buried in the soil And you could've made a lot of noise With no connection to the past Do you wonder just what happened to All the desire to carry on Without knowing where you are going? Now it's flavour of the month With all the expectations met Before they strike a single chord You can't predict what you will get Hey Steal the blueprints and the maps Step the spade into the ground Strip the gold under the soil Let's take a claim to the sound Do you wonder just what happened to All the desire to carry on Without knowing where you are going?