Young and Golden

Young and golden, I rattle my way home, The night’s emboldened, in it’s battle
with the dawn,
I think you know,
See eye to eye,
I don’t have the time,
To bring you to life,
Bring you to life.
Young and Golden, I make it to your door,
Raise or fold ‘em, hearts in spades all on the floor,
I think you know,
See eye to eye,
I don’t have the time,
To listen to you lie,
Listen to you lie.
Young and golden, we get high on your back porch,
Though we’re loaded, I still know which way is North,
I think you know,
See eye to eye,
I don’t have the time,
To sit and wonder why,
Sit and wonder why.
Young and golden, I rattle my way home,
The air is cold and thick, and now the moment’s gone,
I think you know,
See eye to eye,
I don’t have the time,
To bring you to life,
Bring you to life.
Whoa, whoa, whoa…