Klondike - song from future album "Gold"

Gold has laid a tantalizing path
Flashing pans and paying out by math
Men in boats seeking out the veins
And in boots in creeks staking claims

Yolky moon lights the sky over pain
Northern lights are poached again
Metal thoughts and the spell that binds
Bodies trapped and minds entwined

Speak to me of a golden history
The walls that seal the richest treasury
Speak to me ravens on the breeze
Of the golden cities on the golden seas

May the rivers find the distant seas
And prospectors find their gold with ease
Millionaires both young and old
With nugget hearts and dusty souls