Gold Underneath (wersja 2)

Verse

Chain link fence but I still see the shine

Gold beneath the rust where the wire meets skin

City eats its rich before it eats its poor

I'm a ghost inside a system not my own

Concrete cracked but the vein stays tight

Every dollar dug is one more light to fight

Foreman's whistle cuts through the exhaust and grey

I keep the flame lit every hour, every day

Pre-Chorus

Is it greed or justice when I lift what's mine?

Hands up holding something that ain't mine

Something breathing under gravel and steel

Something rising like a second skin I feel

Chorus

Gold underneath the city's floorboards tonight

Underneath the concrete, underneath the lights

Every hand that digs gets closer to the flame

I'm not stealing gold — I'm pulling it up my name

Verse 2

Foreman's daughter reads a book through the grate

Same hunger burning that keeps me awake late

He thinks I'm lazy, I'm just waiting for the seam

Line on the tunnel wall where the vein starts to beam

Shovel hits something hard before the break

I don't call it treasure, I call it what we need to take

System built a cage but blood remembers how to climb

Every rock that breaks is one more minute I'm not lost in time

Pre-Chorus

Is it greed or justice when I lift what's mine?

Hands up holding something that ain't mine

Something breathing under gravel and steel

Something rising like a second skin I feel

Chorus

Gold underneath the city's floorboards tonight

Underneath the concrete, underneath the lights

Every hand that digs gets closer to the flame

I'm not stealing gold — I'm pulling it up my name

Bridge

Some men dig for empires, some men dig for mead

I dig so there'll be a name left when this city's freed

Not one empire's profit, something honest, slow

Every shovelful is a heartbeat underneath the snow

Chorus

Gold underneath the city's floorboards tonight

Underneath the concrete, underneath the lights

Every hand that digs gets closer to the flame

I'm not stealing gold — I'm pulling it up my name