Blue And Gold

Make haste and find the future.

We were outcasted so tragically.

Curse the tide, and shun the sun,

who needs it anyway?

Become a black sheep with me.

I stayed up long nights, staring wide-eyed at the sea.

Throwing rocks and yelling but it made a man out of me.

Make haste and find the future.

We were outcasted so tragically.

Or curse the tide and shun the sun.

Become a black sheep with me.

Follow a flock inside to assemble, and rally.

Or fight the flow, and light the fuse...

Fly the banner, blue and gold

Conformity it seems all so wrong

cuz I always knew, that all along,

I'd find solace in things important to me.

And that's the way I want it to be...