Mark Geary
Mark Geary
Mark Geary & Ann Scott
Mark Geary & Ann Scott
Mark Geary
Mark Geary
Mark Geary
Mark Geary
Mark Geary
Mark Geary
Mark Geary & Ann Scott
Mark Geary
Mark Geary
So you’re weary
And you’re worn through
But you’re not broken yet
It’s just the lies that are lying to you
Maid of gold
And I don’t know where
The love has gone
But I can hear it
They’re playing the old songs
Maid of gold
And mother nature
She has a sense of fun
It’s like a bird caged
But now the bird has flown
Maid of gold
And we’re playing on, playing on, playing on
And we’re playing on, playing on, playing on
There’s a hole I can crawl to
When the pain gets in
You’re the wall that I walk to
When the pain gets in
Come on down for me
Steal the stars and sea
Then put them in your hand
Maid of gold
If there’s something
You feel you need
Well, you could write me
We’re not born here just to bleed
Maid of gold
And I’ve one wish
As I stand here
That we’d go dancing, waltzing
Set this room ablaze
Maid of gold
And we’re playing on, playing on, playing on
And we’re playing on, playing on, playing on