Finding Fool's Gold

Take me out tonight.
Show me everything you want.
Take me home tonight.
Let me see what lies inside your eyes.

And we can reminisce
About the cliffs we stood upon.
And stare into the clouds that shroud the sun.
And we can empty all our pockets,
And our sorrows, and our hearts,
'Til we realize the emptiness is gone.

Just for a moment
Let's forget what we would do.
And think about what really should be done.
The sooner we come closer to the fool,
The closer to the fisher we become.

Pick me out a suit.
Something that befits a man of style.
Let me make a wish.
Let me go and choose the star we use.

Let me call the shepherd
About shelter for the night.
We just need protection to deflect the morning light.
And we can linger in the breezes,
And the treetops, and the shade,
Until we look around and share a single sight.

(Chorus)

Did you think that you could reel them in
On such a sorry line?
Do you eat your cake with cinnamon?
Are the finer things still fine?
Are we searching for the chalice,
With the fluid we all need?
Well, the fool who knows we're thirsty
Is more likely to succeed.

Take me out tonight.
Show me everything you need.
Take me home tonight.
Let me find what's hidden in your eyes.

I need to quench my thirst
But first things first, and that makes sense.
Will any understand, the guilty man repents.
And if I'm cleansed for just a moment,
or a second of my life,
Will my consolation match my confidence?

(Chorus)

Credits
Lyrics: St. Amand

Guitar: Smith
Bass: Newman
Drums: Schwaninger