The Golden Age

This is the golden age

It's hard to imagine

With the way I feel today

That this is the golden age

The golden ageSomewhere, I failed

Somewhere, I lost you

In a black crowd of crows

And shiny things I can't rememberThis is the golden age

This is the golden age

The golden ageIt seems like I'm high

But baby, I'm crawlin'

Through the unbearable days

I threw away

But I should have savoredThe flaxen light

Off of the dying wheat

Your rye whiskey mouth

And your dandelion teethThis is the golden age

This is the golden age

This is the golden ageThis is the golden age

This is the golden age

This is the golden age