If I had all the gold that was buried
Surely I would not be left in want
I can see we are so free and so merry
I see the trouble I've been hunting down
All that appears to be calling
Each of us to our own holy show
Will neither lift us nor leave us for falling
Until the dust tells us to get up and go
I've got this feeling
You'll go far
Farther than the eye can see
And you'll go hard
You were my very best friend
From the beginning to the end