Golden Seasons

Build it and tear it back down
Narrow the streets of your town
Held in a slow decay
Dragging the weight of your name
Comfortable day to day
Where the hills never change
These golden seasons
For all your tepid dreaming
No, no‚ no‚ no reprise
No‚ no, no, no reprise
This love has got me paralysed
Here’s where our dreams will align
The house‚ dog, kids, jobs
One step ahead of the time
These golden seasons
For all of our tepid dreaming
These golden seasons
For all of our tepid dreaming
No‚ no, no, no reprise
No, no, no, no reprise
No, no, no, no reprise
A slow, slow, slow burning fire
No, no, no, no reprise
No, no, no, no reprise
No, no, no, no reprise
A slow, slow, slow burning fire