‘Gold’ is the new track from Alex Ebert.

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Credits:
Directed by - Noaz Deshe
Produced by –
Alexander Ebert
Operator.Media
Wardrobe - Alexander Ebert
Editing - Ernie Gilbert
Camera - Noaz Deshe
Drone and Camera 1 - Bruno Doria
Drone and Camera 2 - Alex Payne
Skurfboard Engineer - Paul Calder
VFX - Rudolf Germann
NOLA Line Producer - Yamil Rodriguez, Betsy Holt
Berlin Assistant Editor - Laura Wiegand

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‘Gold’ Lyrics:

Love myself every day
Love my fear, my fear go away
Love my pain, my pain is my teacher
Love my anger, for the anger my leader -
It lead me to pain, which lead me to change,
Which makes me the witness,
Which gives me forgiveness,
Which gives me perspective,
Like “Holy Objective!”
I gotta treat you as myself.


I love the world,
Fuck it, I’m corny
Maybe it’s love -
Sure it ain’t money
Gimme that cold shoulder like “brrr”,
I make a snow cone with it, sir,
Yes, I feel alright,
This shit is work tho,
Society’s whack,
People are hurtful,
I gotta meditate like I’m a nerd,
I got a mantra, here are the words:

(Chorus 1)
I Shine Gold
All the pain inside
Shining Gold
All that we survive,
Turn to Gold,
Everything I touch…


Do you know why I smile?
Dude, cuz I work at it,
Breathing, repeating “You deserve love”.
This shit ain’t natural,
How many actual people are following love?
I gotta take walks outside,
Breathe in my nostrils side-to-side,
Jump like a frog,
Dance in the fog,
Just to be someone who don’t want to die!

I’m not naturally happy,
I’m not well-adjusted like y’all -
I think about suicide
In morning, noon, and nightfall

I was on crack,
I was a hillbilly (you remember that)
I was a gun,
Blood on the tracks,
I never shot up but heroin black,
But baby I’m back, wherever you at -
Gutter to glitter, wherever you at -
Gutter to …. oh no.

(Chorus 2)
I Shine Gold
All the pain inside
Shining Gold
All that we survive,
Make us whole,
Everything you touch…

I Shine Gold
All the pain inside
Shining Gold
All that we survive,
Shining Gold,
Everything you touch…

Everything you touch…
To Gold…

Got the urge to sit by the fire -
Alone, alone,
To Gold.

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