Jewels And Gold
by Angus & Julia Stone
From the album: A Book Like This
Track 11 of 14 on A Book Like This (2007).
Duration: 4:23
Lyrics for Jewels And Gold
I'm going round I'm going round to my friend's house To get myself high It takes me to a different place Where nothing leaves my mind The man in blue knocked on my door He said I've come to kill off your kind It's the killing of the mind The circus came And then packed up their things When there's no one around We'll be high as kings Without the things Like jewels and gold I'm rolling down I'm rolling down to my old town Between the lines The paperboy still looks the same As the old get old And the young are feeling fine A soldier came, knocked down my wall He said I've come to kill off your kind It's the killing of the mind The circus came And then packed up their things When there's no one around We'll be high as kings Without the things Like jewels and gold The circus came And then packed up their things When there's no one around We'll be high as kings Without the things Like jewels and gold