Golden Days Lyrics

I don't wanna spend the rest of my days

Tired of cigarettes with terrible taste

I wanna live with the time we could go

Drive up to the coast and put on a show (so soon)

Conversations with the shoulders down singing

Coming out and we're living loud yeah

Pack the city run the springtime man

The promenade as soon as we begin again

Studied masks of foreign names

Missionary god-child playing the game

Went to her knees and I heard her say

She said give it all and give it away yeah

Paint yourself a bird that flies

Feel the time when you open your eyes

The golden days

The golden days are gone

Spend the rest of our life on the road

Feel a little better yeah we letting it roll

Over the hills with the windows down

Letting in the mountains make a music sound

Came in the house to the saturn of flame

Fell up through the summers where we got our name

Made a stop and remembering when

We grow up as a child with invisible friends

Paint yourself a bird that flies

Feel the time when you open your eyes

The golden days

The golden days are gone

The golden days are gone

The golden days are gone