Hotel Books - Run Wild, Young Beauty

Sometimes I feel like some sort of gold being
I’m some sort of metal that only has purpose
When someone needs something
People wouldn’t chase after me if it wasn’t for greed
If it wasn’t for the purchasing of some sort of peace
My hopes and dreams are put on display for all to see
But under heat, they bend, they bleed
Maybe you couldn’t tell, this was once beautiful
It’s pure gold, just covered in black ink
Covered in the charcoal colored remains of ashes
From the last time something burned me
But baby, I can be something you need
So bend me in that fire until I fit a shape
That can offer you some sort of utility

I can see you, but I can’t touch you, I can touch you, but I can’t feel you
I can feel you, but I can’t see you I used to, but then I went blind

Mend me into a cup, so when you get too drunk, you will think of me
Or mend me into a ring, or some sort of jewelry
So I can hold some sort of diamond within me
People won’t notice me, but will see I possess something with beauty
Make me into buckles for the shoes on your feet, so when you run away
From this broken down street, you can take me with you when you chase your dream
Make me into a music box so when I am opened, people can feel enlightened
Make me into a trophy, so someone can hold me high
As they boast to the sky that they don’t need anything
Make me into a medallion, a true sign of victory
Not as flashy as a trophy, so it possesses some dignity
Make me into a locket that you can wear around your neck
So I can possess a picture of the man who made you feel the best
Or at least better than I ever did

I can touch you, but I can’t see you, I can see you, but I can’t feel you
I can feel you, but I can’t touch you, I used to, but then you left my life

You are not one to look for gold, or any sort of monetary value
And that’s why I will always love you
So don’t make me into anything you might lose
Please don’t make me into another excuse
Make me feel like me me so I can make you feel like you
I can feel you, I can touch you, I can’t see you
Where have you gone?

I can feel you, but I can’t see you, I can see you, but I can’t touch you
I can touch you, but I can’t feel you
All I can feel is that your love makes me feel alive