Mother make me gold again again again again

It was us and you and him you you and him

And each of us were golden

Like sunset on my childhood curtains

The beige and the brown and the bronze on fire

With the days end with the days with the days end oh it ends

Those days end

‘Cause surely everything has blackened

Mother make me golden again


Mother make me gold again again again again

I was pure and warm, innocent

And each of us were golden

Like sunset on john laughing

Oh how the light would cover him


With the stitches, no tag backs

And the red kool-aid mustache

We can race there and then back

Just sodas and best friends


Waging war on the ant's nest

And a card in your spokes clicks

Like the buttons on a joy stick

I loved it