A Little Wisdom from Television of Saints

I am really grateful this song found me today.

Thank you, Rocky

Photos by Mary Anne Stewart -- from concert in SLC, UT

July 11, 2015 (Urban Lounge)

Rocky Votolato – Fool's Gold Lyrics

Like dead leaves floating on
Black river water
Your voice is carried by the current under the surface
And it held those whispers down until it
Suffocated the sound
Of any voice of reason

I wasn't even listening
Caught chasing a fool's gold
Chasing a fool's gold

Everybody knows that illusion is a prison
Leave it underground
Where you found it
Fool's gold -- leave it alone

Like looking for the moon in the water's reflection
Or looking for the truth in a holy translation
When the moonlight is shining in the sky
And the keys hide behind your eyes
You reach out for the smoke, you try to hold
To a broken mirror
It disappears

It's a fool's gold
Chasing a fool's gold                                                                                           Chasing a fool's gold                                                                                               Leave it alone

What you do with your time
Is screaming so loud
I can't hear a single word that comes out of your mouth

I couldn't see that hook hiding under your shining lure                                              (You can't see that hook hiding under the shining lure)                                                                                                                                                                             Caught chasing a fool's gold                                                                                   Chasing a fool's gold                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   Chasing the poison in the honey tasted so sweet                                               But the sting is deadly                                                                                           Nothing is quite what it seems                                                                     Chasing the poison in the honey tastes so sweet                                                                                                                                                                                     Keep on searching                                                                                             One day you'll be free                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 Songwriters: Votolato, Rocky  (2012, Television of Saints)                                                               Fool's Gold lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.