Gold Dust Lyrics - Singles - Justin Currie

The thing that makes your eyes glitter 

Isn't always gold dust 

The wings you think life's given you 

They couldn't lift a bread crust 

A siren in the sky calls my body home 

The last remaining high leaves me low down and alone 

And maps of where you are can be found in every bar 

Where those cozy little homilies hang 

The thing that makes your eyes glitter 

Isn't always gold dust 

The wings you think life's given you 

They couldn't lift a bread crust 

The confidence of kings leaches from my hands 

Where Jupiter did sing, a drunken janitor now stands 

To figure who you are you look in every single car 

Where they stick those tired sideways looks at life 

The thing that makes your eyes glitter 

Isn't always gold dust 

The wings you think life's given you 

They couldn't lift a bread crust 

Alone that ain't the word 

It's just a groan in the morning 

Nobody ever heard 

The thing that makes your eyes glitter 

Isn't always gold dust 

The wings you think life's given you 

They couldn't lift a bread crust