Lyrics More Than Gold - Illy

More Than Gold

So here we are
Years on, came good, found a second voice
And made art out of personal reference points
It’s scary, I check my songs
And it feels like so many of my best times gone
Guess I’m scared;
man, I’m so scared
'Cause I don’t know where this road ends, don’t know what lies there
And with age comes wisdom, lose some, win some
On my lonesome for this one, but still my
Heart beats with them;
bars, beats and rhythms
Take care of your memories, can’t relive them
When I wonder about my own worth
I just hope I splash some bright colours on a cold world
Through a life long career away
On the chance that, for a moment, you’d hear me play
And I’d make this sacrifice again
For these precious few moments on stage, I swear that
This is worth more than it’s sold to me
Worth more than these words to me
I need you to know
That is worth more than gold to me
Worth more than you’ll ever see
Ever see, oh
I don’t expect y’all to remember me
When the dead leaves fall from the evergreens
When our summers end, our paths cross here, it might never come again
It’s that well worn fate of the music man
Something like an admission of mortality
That old foe times like gravity
Can’t beat it, only hope to look back happily
And say «If I had mine back, I’d do it all again»
Yep, every misstep and regret
That I’ve grown to accept, whatever comes next
I commit you my future, give you my past
Gift you these words 'cause the present don’t last
So before I’m an old flame in your heart
And my words fade as quick as the next song starts
I made this for you to take, thanks for believing
Just let me keep that, we’ll call it even
With blood and sweat, with
We grow, we age, fade and die
We die, we die
We live
This is worth more than it’s sold to me
Worth more than these words to me
I need you to know
That is worth more than gold to me
Worth more than you’ll ever see
Ever see, oh
This is worth more than it’s sold to me
Worth more than these words to me
I need you to know
That is worth more than gold to me
Worth more than you’ll ever see
Ever see, oh
And it’s sad, but to start something new
I had to wave part of my life goodbye
So these the first steps of Illy’s ONETWO
And this the last roar of Phrase’s Crooked Eye
So this one’s for you, my brother
Long way it echo, years after the final scene
Could never pay you what due, my brother
So this is a toast to what is and what might’ve been