Nikko Gray - SOLACE . Lyrics

All of these words used to mean so much to me
Running down the curves of
My body
Everybody seems to crave some ecstasy now
It all depends on how I'm giving in to me
Warrior
Worrier
Hold on
Don't lose yourself
Bold one
You choose your help
Golden
Gold is the goal of the seen
(Goat of the sea)
And even when I'm sailing
Hand in pen, and how she bleeds
Smooth like a fountain underneath
All of these notes that you have given me
All of these things that I've kept
To myself
Hold on
Hold on
Golden
Go on
Gold is the land of the free
Bold is the goal of the seed
Gold is the land of the tree
Told is the land of the free
Hold on Golden
Oh
Solace
Firm belief in the tree
You choose your wealth
Gold
Land of the free
Plan of the dream
Silence
The
Land
Of
The
Sea