GOLD
Patric Johnston Lyrics
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Restlessness in common
And counted ways you can't
Have love for the wounded
The more I read
The more I write
The more I bleed
I hear there's talk of new religion
I never was for superstitions, but
Who's to say what a soul's worth?
Can you measure it in gold?
We said communion on my front porch
Don't need you're light, I'll bring my own torch
Who's to say what a soul's worth?
Can you measure it in gold?
My father taught me
Lessons in the garden
'Cause all my reckless friends
Have me in common
The more I read
The more I write
The more I bleed
The less I fight
I hear there's talk of new religion
I never was for superstitions, but
Who's to say what a soul's worth?
Can you measure it in gold?
We said communion on my front porch
Don't need you're light, I've got my own torch
Who's to say what a soul's worth?
Can you measure it in gold?
Can you measure it in gold?
The lyrics of Patric Johnston's song "Gold" paint a picture of a person who is reflective of their surroundings and the people in their life. The first two lines suggest that the singer's friends are restless, and they find it difficult to have love for the wounded. This could mean that their friends are always on the move, searching for something new or better, and may not have the capacity to empathize with others who are struggling or hurting.
The repeated lines "the more I read, the more I write, the more I bleed, the less I fight" convey the idea that the singer is someone who processes their thoughts and feelings through reading and writing, and perhaps they find it easier to express themselves on paper than in person. The idea of bleeding could be a poetic way of saying that this person feels things deeply, and the less they fight could mean that they choose their battles wisely or have learned to let things go.
The chorus speaks to the possibility of a new religion, but the singer is hesitant, saying they are not for superstitions. They question whether a soul's worth can be measured in gold, which could be a comment on the materialistic nature of the world or religion. The second half of the chorus, "we said communion on my front porch, don't need your light, I've got my own torch" could mean that the singer has found their own way to feel connected to something greater without relying on established religious traditions or dogma.
The final verse references the singer's father teaching them lessons in the garden, which may be a metaphor for growing or cultivating one's own beliefs and values. They once again repeat the lines from the previous verses and choruses. Overall, the lyrics of "Gold" seem to be about finding one's own way in the world and questioning established norms.
Line by Line Meaning
All my friends, they've got Restlessness in common
My friends are all similar in their unfulfilled desires and discontentment
And counted ways you can't Have love for the wounded
It's difficult to love someone who is hurting and broken in ways that we can't fully understand
The more I read The more I write The more I bleed The less I fight
The harder I try to express myself and understand the world around me, the more vulnerable I become, but it also makes me less combative
I hear there's talk of new religion I never was for superstitions, but Who's to say what a soul's worth? Can you measure it in gold?
There's talk of a new way of seeing the world, but I'm skeptical of beliefs that require blind faith. It's impossible to assign a monetary value to something as intangible as a human soul.
We said communion on my front porch Don't need you're light, I'll bring my own torch Who's to say what a soul's worth? Can you measure it in gold?
We don't need others to give us guidance and understanding - we can find our own way. Again, it's impossible to put a value on the worth of a soul.
My father taught me Lessons in the garden 'Cause all my reckless friends Have me in common
My father taught me important life lessons in the garden, probably because he saw something in me that he recognized from his own reckless youth.
Can you measure it in gold?
The question of whether a person's worth can be determined by their wealth is asked twice in the song, emphasizing the idea that true worth can't be quantified.
Contributed by Camilla E. Suggest a correction in the comments below.