dark cold silence fills the land
bright cold stars high overhead
no breath of wind is there now
long empty road lays ahead

unwilling to leave the warmth behind
safe in shelter and in bed
walls around and roof overhead
leaving them for gold so cold

gold cares not and does not know
has no life and nothing gives
just a rock dug from the ground
people seek wanting to gather in

trading that which has no life
for all that in this world we need
to have warmth and roof overhead
just to leave to gather gold

empty need of every day
endless wants and endless needs
always leaving going out
into the world for its gold