Gold Rush - The Bridgeheads

my legs are wading in the snow
i sense a calm before a storm

i dug the cave to hide from wolves
it reminds me of the boy i was
a long ago

i'll go some place that no one knows
where there ain't no gold where there ain't no wars
it has to be a place like this

i'll go some place that no one knows
a picture worth of thousand words
it has to be a place like this

you can't see the forest because of the trees
when friends are becoming enemies
need i say more?

i'll go some place that no one knows
where there ain't no bad where there ain't no worse
it has to be a place like this