Pieces Of Eight — текст песни (styx)

(Dennis DeYoung)
It`s six o`clock
Good morning sounds are everywhere
The warmth of spring, a gentle breeze blows through my hair
I hurry through my life never stopping to see
How beautiful it was meant to be
I`m just a prisoner in a king`s disguise
Broken dreams as we shuffle by
It`s six o`clock it`s quitting time I`m done for the day
Out on the streets I overheard a lady say
We now have everything or so people say
BUt now this emptiness haunts me every day
We seek the lion`s shaare never knowing why
Come alive spreaI your wings and fly
CHORUS
Pieces of eight
The searcfor the money tree
Don`t cash your freedoms in for gold
Pieces of eight
Can`t buy you everything
Don`t let it turn your heart to stone
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