Powerplant - Turn it into Gold 

Here’s something for you soft and light
It makes you feel like you’re coming home
The distance that it takes
That we’re gonna fall toward
You ain’t gonna ever be the same again…

It’ll break you of your mold and save you
No one wants to be the last to know
It’ll break you of your mold and save you
No one wants to be the last to go


I watched before the fall
Now I know it
There’s no reason for you to drop down to your knees
Like a thorn - you crushed in your heart
When you were only just a baby…

And now you only say
Sorry in your bed
Awaiting on your own salvation
Mama won’t be there to hold your hand no more

And you…
you runaway.

You could be afraid
You could be in fear - you could be anything
Shout it to the world!

You could be afraid
You could be in fear - you could be anything
Turn it into gold!

I could reach for something different
I would make my own getaway…
You are nothing but slow walkers
You are vain and superstitious…

©2002 Tim McKenzie / Brian L. King (SOCAN)