Golden from Black Mountain by The Vinelings

GOLDEN

Driving through dark landscapes alone
Driving all night
I found the cabin lights left on
And took my things inside

I put my sadness into the drawer
Never open it again
I wanna feel the sun on my skin
I wanna be golden
I wanna be golden

I wanna be golden again
I wanna be golden again
I wanna be golden again
I wanna be golden

I watched the leaves go green to red
Up the mountainside
The red turned to golden hues of light
Right before my eyes

Seasons they come and go,
Like life, we'll begin again
I want to feel the sun
On my skin
I wanna be golden
I wanna be golden

I wanna be golden again
I wanna be golden again
I wanna be golden again
I wanna be golden

I packed my things and left the scene
Drove fast down the road
I kept my sadness down so deep
It had nowhere to go

I want that heavy out of me
Feel happy again
I wanna feel the sun on my skin
I wanna be golden
I wanna be golden

I wanna be golden again
I wanna be golden again
I wanna be golden again
I wanna be golden

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