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Liquid Gold

from One Wiltshire Winter by Archie Atholl

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If this glass decanter had these flaws
Imperfections or bubbles or cracks
I’d take it back
No doubt about that.

Yet I tip this chalice down my throat
Solely to reach the point, where my spirit cracks
And I can’t go back
But where’s the sense in that?

I guess it’s true, all that glitters, it isn’t gold.
I guess it’s true, that all that glitters, it isn’t gold.

Thought I’d found salvation in a glass
When it was empty, I felt like I was finally free
Of my inferiority
How shit I felt ‘bout me.

I thought it brought me inner peace
Instead this sick disease held me tight in a headlock
And I couldn’t stop
‘Til I’d swallowed the lot.

I guess it’s true, all that glitters, it isn’t gold.
I guess it’s true, that all that glitters, it isn’t gold.

It left me cold, it drowned my soul
This liquid gold.

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from One Wiltshire Winter, released March 11, 2013

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Archie Atholl UK

I'm an alternative singer-songwriter, originally from Scotland. Just released my debut album 'One Wiltshire Winter' - a sonic novel focussing on a contemporary mythic narrative. My main inspirations are Tori Amos, Kate Bush and Fiona Apple, and people have said my music is like John Grant or The Magnetic Fields. ... more

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