A Treasue @ Silver Bank
Popularity · Low
Listen
YouTube
0:00 / 0:00
Loading YouTube player...
Lyrics offset
Synced
Lyrics
A treasure at Silverbank
Gold was mined in happier times
Twenty-eight days out in the field
Look at the moment as if it were your own
The sun is baking electrical
It's a polyester bright day
And the dinosaurs are for real
Did you think they weren't?
Jets are breaking sound
My feet still stuck into the ground
I'm hoping to elapse this feeling
This feeling that I found
But I'm stuck here, looking straight back at home
A bee stung my open eyes
What does that do for your eyesight?
It's not about misunderstanding
Feudal lord and their solar planning
The home needs what our home breeds
And you know the suburb, it breeds disease
Fifty minutes 'til the missus needs
Put you out into the trees
Jets are breaking sound
My feet still stuck into the ground
I'm hoping to elapse this feeling
This feeling that I found
Jets are breaking sound
My feet still stuck into the ground
I'm hoping to elapse this feeling
This feeling that I found
But I'm stuck here, looking straight back at home
Jets are breaking sound
My feet still stuck into the ground
I'm hoping to eclipse this feeling
This feeling that I found
Jets are breaking sound
My feet still stuck into the ground
I'm hoping to elapse this feeling
This feeling that I found
I'm hoping to elapse this feeling
This feeling that I found
Jets are breaking sound
My feet still stuck into the ground, ground, ground, ground
But I'm stuck here, looking straight back at home