| Song | As Good As Gold |
| Artist | Pendragon |
| Album | The Masquerade Overture |
| 作词 : Barrett | |
| As the stars begin to fall away | |
| Our breath as close as a summers' day | |
| I open my eyes and look up to the skies and | |
| I dream A moment of magic as we lay | |
| As candles flicker and the shadows play | |
| I open my eyes and look up to the skies and | |
| I dream Dream that a new life will be born | |
| Kicking and screaming into the world | |
| Tolerance threshold low | |
| Bowing to demands of a guilty conscience | |
| And out of your control | |
| Innocent eyes tell forgivable lies | |
| In a spirit that's so pure | |
| Marching into the madness of youth | |
| And no hope of a cure | |
| He's trying he's fighting all the laws of gravity | |
| No signs of achievement no responsibility | |
| In a world of his own | |
| Cos the right of the world pushed him oh too far | |
| But his Mother always said he was good as gold (x3) | |
| Tricking and scheming into the world | |
| Flying his flag so high | |
| From the turret of a battle tank | |
| Drowned out by his own war cry | |
| He's trying he's fighting all the laws of gravity | |
| No signs of achievement no responsibility | |
| In a world of his own | |
| Cos the right of the world pushed him oh too far | |
| But his Mother always said he was good as gold (x4) |
| zuò cí : Barrett | |
| As the stars begin to fall away | |
| Our breath as close as a summers' day | |
| I open my eyes and look up to the skies and | |
| I dream A moment of magic as we lay | |
| As candles flicker and the shadows play | |
| I open my eyes and look up to the skies and | |
| I dream Dream that a new life will be born | |
| Kicking and screaming into the world | |
| Tolerance threshold low | |
| Bowing to demands of a guilty conscience | |
| And out of your control | |
| Innocent eyes tell forgivable lies | |
| In a spirit that' s so pure | |
| Marching into the madness of youth | |
| And no hope of a cure | |
| He' s trying he' s fighting all the laws of gravity | |
| No signs of achievement no responsibility | |
| In a world of his own | |
| Cos the right of the world pushed him oh too far | |
| But his Mother always said he was good as gold x3 | |
| Tricking and scheming into the world | |
| Flying his flag so high | |
| From the turret of a battle tank | |
| Drowned out by his own war cry | |
| He' s trying he' s fighting all the laws of gravity | |
| No signs of achievement no responsibility | |
| In a world of his own | |
| Cos the right of the world pushed him oh too far | |
| But his Mother always said he was good as gold x4 |