Words of Gold.
I see the strangeness in your eyes,
It echoes, hits the wall,
Returning somewhere inside,
To touch the one that falls.
I cannot hide,
I turn to face the cold,
The twisted tongue you have tied,
Would whisper words of gold.
Gold gold gold,
You’re shaking up my
Soul soul soul,
You bring the rhythm into my world,
I hear you whisper words of gold.
You see I never fall easy,
With the sticks and stones.
Come back to me honey,
You bring the rhythm to my bones.
Here comes the night time,
The moon spins around and around,
Keeps on spinning around until they drown.
from Believe The Machine
released April 1, 2012
Written, Recorded, Mixed & Produced by RiddleR
Mastered by Lee Richardson - leeis.co.uk
Drums: Mark Law, recorded at Blue Bunker Studio by Jack Hobbs & RiddleR
Image: Rosie Emerson & Anneliese Shaw
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