The Days Were Golden

The days were golden

we were known to be

we won't escape this memory forward on

to the place we sail

oil to believe

when you raise an iron hand

this place without a song for all

the words just crawl

glimmering and everything another skull

you said it was dangerous

found out the place where you're going

follow me down the path

I take your hopes I promise you this

a dying cold world but gold

shimmering gold

Come momma now tell me the story

only laughing

about our gilded wasteland

devoured torn into pieces

come now we shine

small things ever calling out your name

you hear some other time unchained alive

a world undefined

all to be free

when you raise an open hand

this place without a wall

the words just grow