Golden

Leaning over on barstools, we were telling our tales from the past

Try to see where the time went, memories shared at last

When they said we were Golden Gods and we had the world at our feet

Played our songs together and all of our dreams were reached

I can hear the sound from the city, that has taken us this far

Man, those crowds were wild, sometimes crazy

Turned our water to wine, man, we took our own time

Golden

The soundtrack of our summer, the minor, the sharp and the flat

We played outdoor to masses, and sometimes we just played were we sat