DESCRIPTION:
The first single from Portland, Oregon's Trophy Lives, available NOW on iTunes, Spotify, and all other online distributors; as well as directly through the band at http://trophylives.bandcamp.com.

Lyric overlay by calvinmw (Fiverr.com) with photo by Sara Milhollin.
Audio produced by Ryan Furlott at Rain City Audio, Tigard, OR.

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LYRICS:

If my walls could talk, they might have nothing good to say of me
But I swear up and down, they haven't said a word in weeks
And my bedsheets, worn--they could be as white as a virgin on wedding day
So I'll wash out the dirt and make haste with the irony

When did my colors change, and did I get dark with age? I've lost my luster
And my old lust for life--now, a lust more obscene
Somehow, my song's not the same--the notes collide like trains without conductors
And in the chaos, I ask what it means to be "right" or "wrong" or "in-between"

...no answers come.


And I, I used to shine
But I'm afraid that I will never be turned into gold
In the light
Well, I had diamonds--I had it all
But now I'm afraid that I will never be turned into gold


Some men spend entire lives searching for gold, and so many never find what they're looking for
Some, if they struck it rich, they'd never know.
And still fewer of us hold a bit of it in our hands, only to let it go
I bet I'm one of them, I bet... I think I'm one of them

(Oh, I think I've lost those notes again)

(I need to see what's inside /I need to see what's inside)


And I, I used to shine
But I'm afraid that I will never be turned into gold
In the light
Well, I had diamonds--I had it all
But now I'm afraid that I will never be turned into gold

And I
(I started beautiful and bright / now, I feel tarnished and dull)
I used to shine
(Been touched by the hands of time / the clock is taking its toll)
But I'm afraid
(No matter how hard I try / I still keep digging this hole)
That I will never be turned into gold
(If I can't forgive myself / If I can't forgive myself)
In the light
(And when my bedsheets are worn / I'll be left alone)
Well, I had had diamonds
(What once was keeping me warm / now just a story I've told)
I had it all
(No matter how hard I try / I still keep digging this hole)
But now I'm afraid
(If I can't forgive myself / then what's the use in a soul?)
That I will never be turned into gold