Gold In The Hills

My dear, I have returned
From looking for advice
The answer is always "maybe"
It's all you ever hear
I told you I would show
With something in my hands
The fact is
I don't believe you
When you tell me you don't mind
That there's no gold left in the hills
My hands are filled with shaking bones
They're just shaking in their skin
They cheat
To receive you
They don't deserve your touch
Because they're empty like the hills
They're empty like my word
The more they dig
The more they see you
Hiding that disappointed look
Cuz there's no gold left in the hills