I'm sitting in the dawn and I'm watching the world
Small town traffic like a golden pulse
And it goes like this
The wind is crying and my ears cant wait
Old time memories like a golden gate
Old time memories
Waves come crashing into
Recollection, back into fiction
And it goes like this
It feels like Im waiting for the very first date
Old time memories like a golden gate
Old time memories
Waves come crashing into
Recollection, back into fiction
Echoes in the air
Scrape together, nothing matters
And it goes like this
Waves come crashing into
Recollection, back into fiction
Echoes in the air
Scrape together, nothing matters
And it goes like this