Golden
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Shooting up by the lemon tree
I hit my head and I grazed my knee
Finally home writin' songs by the sea
This arvo I swam in gold and made a memory.
Bawley fires and funeral pyres this morning
At thirty-seven degrees, you could say it's kinda warm
I used to spend all my time tryna leave back then
Now it takes all my strength to muster up the courage to leave again.
How can I fight when I'm running away?
How can I run when I'm here to stay?
How can I run to a kinder beat?
How can I run with twisted feet?
And his car's pullin' into the driveway
And he's getting out ready for another day
But the air's gettin' thick, grey hangs around your eyes
When there's no one left to tell you comfortable lies
Oh, an exercise in romantic surprise
Once you start to look, you cannot find
What the world insists you hold inside
Maybe one day the stars align.
And you follow the wind, the earthly signs and it says right there don't cut the line
And I guess till then you're only wasting time.
Suiting up by the lemon tree I hit my head and I grazed my knee
Finally home, writing songs by the sea
This arvo I swum in gold and made a memory.``