Tuesday, July 29, 2008

seldom been so sure

She's alone tonight,
With a bitter cup and,
She's undone tonight,
She's all used up,

She's been staring down the demons,
Who've been screaming she's just another so and so,
Another so and so

You are golden,
You are golden, Child

You are golden,
Don't let go,
Don't let go tonight

There's a fear that burns,
Like trash inside
And you're ashamed of the curse,
That burns your eyes

You've been hiding in your bedroom,
Hoping this isn't how the story has to go
It's not the way it goes, It's your book now,

You're Golden,
You are golden, Child

You are golden,
Don't let go,
Don't let go tonight

You're a lonely soul,
In a land of broken hearts
You're far from home,
It's a perfect place to start

So this final verse,
Is a contradiction
And the more we learn,
The less we know

We've been talkin' about a feeling,
We both know inside but couldn't find the words
I couldn't write this verse,
I've seldom been so sure,
'bout anything before

You are Golden, Child

You are Golden,
Don't let go,
Don't let go tonight

This world is a dead man down (Golden, you are,)
Every breath is a fading crown we wear, (Golden, Child, you are,)
Like some debilitated king, (Golden, don't let go,)
Don't let go tonight

Earth Spins and the moon goes round (Golden, you are,)
Green comes from the frozen ground, (Golden, Child, you are,)
And everything will be made new again, (Golden,)
Like freedom and spring, (Golden, Golden,)
Hey, like freedom and spring, (Golden, you are, hey,)
Like freedom and spring (Golden, Child, you are,)


Bob MacDonald said...

May I learn to take more time over your writing - thank you for this one.

J. K. Gayle said...

You are kind, Bob. And to be sure, these words are Jon Foreman's (who knows somebody kind) but I've played with the italics a bit. The message is profound, I think, and important. Thanks always for stopping by and for your comments.