Golden Age (Live Mercury Lounge Version)
Keep your hands on the wheel
Let the golden age begin
With the window down
Feel the moonlight on your skin
Does it win
Cool your rigid head
Feel the weight of the world
Drift away instead
Ohh, these days I barely get by
I don't even try
It is a treacherous road
With a desolated view
There's distant lights
But here they're far and few
The sun don't shine
Even when it's day
Drive all night
Just to feel like you're okay
Ohh, ohh, these days I barely get by
I don't even try, I don't even try