The Weight of Dreams - Greta Van Fleet

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