Lazy, hazy sun, season’s changing Feel it in the air, it’s so grainy Tickling the skin, of cocoa babies Milky smiles As they play under a
Chorus Gold Sky (Gold Sky) Ooh fly high, and get through (Get to the light) Grab yourself a nugget or two From this gold sky And who would deny It’s a small price to pay to relieve all that pain
In their naked truth Pothole belly Rusty dust Swirling and sweeping Crusty earth Snaking and crawling Up to Afua’s stall Where she’s feeding and needing more than a
Repeat Chorus
Why can’t they, why won’t they, fly up and get it on? Why can’t they, why won’t they, fly up and move on? Please let them, don’t test them, one day of release Please let them, don’t test them, a day of their knees Fly up and move on, fly up and find your own Gold Sky And learn to create opportunity even where it does not seem to be Gold sky be inspired, Gold Sky learn to try, Gold Sky I say fly And keep on reaching higher, and higher, and higher, higher!...