Golden

Jeremy Beck

The pounding of your viscera is it starting to fade?
The distance now between us, is it much too late?
Our city-lights are burning has it turned to hate?
The sails you are unfolding
This end you are controlling

Slowly you turned after the fact you ran me over
The candle that is in our hall is out, in darkness covering
You're holding all the pieces now
Of the golden... the golden

You miss the part
Of the animals
You pray your life
Couldn't have it more

Now that you're alone you see it's much too late
The absence that you feel, can you anticipate?
Your cold shoulder, it has won over, there's only wait
You're nailed to your direction
And now there's only corrections

Slowly you turned after the fact you lack devotion
Your life is like a fragment of a shell that's in the ocean
You're holding all the pieces now
Of the golden... I am golden

You miss the part
I'm the animal
You pray your life
Will have it once more

Old paths will only lead away
Pulling past will make you run

Hold me
Hurt me
You'll never come back

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