Pot of Gold

You're always right I'm always late The pot of gold that everyone including daddy wants to hide away A silver cloud It's turning grey Your body is a ride that I am Willing to hitchhike in all the way We won't work it without lies, kid No worth being and not realizing Our living is so vain We spend it in the rain Going back on top just to do it again My feelings are trying Cowards are all hiding Do you wanna be apart of it? Or do you wanna be a part of it? In a world of rare truth and plenty of lie Reaching people is easy to buy In a world of rare truth and plenty of lie Don't make sense, it's even yours and mine (You're always right) It's even yours and mine (I'm always late) It's even yours and mine (The pot of gold that everyone including daddy wants to hide away) It's even yours and mine