Gold In Her Pockets

So you quit your job
 and you cut your sleaves
 Springtime makes you wanna leave
 The feeling's made it's home deep in your bones
 Trying to find Australia
 Looking for the sun
 Looking for the heart to run
 With the gold in her pockets and a green thumb
 If I make it to the surface where it's calm
 Where the night time air it wakes you
 And fills my lungs
 (On a distant shore life is just a????)
 And the moonlight won't forsake me
 Fills my lungs
 I'll be the king of my days
 Your wooden chair as my thrown
 Eyes of a white queen as lace
 Your little heart over-grown
 Suddenly I looked
 Looked away
 I never was one to be brave
 As always I missed my chance to numb
 So we meet half-way in Hawaii
 Disappear into the sea
 Upon a melting palace
 (...???)
 If I make it to the surface where it's calm
 Where the night time air it wakes you
 And fills my lungs
 (On a distant shore life is just a????)
 And the moonlight won't forsake me
 Fills my lungs
 I'll be the king of my days
 Your wooden chair as my thrown
 Eyes of a white queen as lace
 Your little heart over-grown
 I'll be the king of my days
 I'll be the king of my days
 Trying to find Australia
 Looking for the sun
 Looking for the heart to run
 With the gold in her pockets and a green thumb