Silver + Gold – Edit

A hundred birds, flying circles
Round and round my bed i’m getting old
All this silver and gold
 I can’t help myself

Bouquets past bloom
Hold a picture in your head if flowers
Still mean anything to you

Before us, before us
I took a wrong turn down the wrong road
I was a hallway with all the doors closed
Before us
I took a wrong turn down the wrong road
I closed my eyes and I gave up control

This room has snapped cold
And I’d leave if it weren’t for
My view of the road

A bouquet past bloom
And I swear I hear it singing my old tunes
Oh, I can’t help myself

Before us, before us
I took a wrong turn down the wrong road
I was a hallway with all the doors closed
Before us
I took a wrong turn down the wrong road
I closed my eyes and I gave up control

I gave up control i gave up control
I gave up control

Before us, before us
I was a good man in a bad place
I found sin when I was looking for grace
Before us
I took a wrong turn down the wrong road
And somewhere, I gave up control

I gave up control i gave up control
To the silver and gold