Golden State

Ft. Natalie Maines

Eddie Vedder:

Oh you are, the hole in my head

I am the pain in your neck

You are the lump in my throat,

I am the aching in your heart

We are tangled, we are stolen

We are livin' where things are hidden

Natalie Maines:

You are something in my eye,

I am a shiver down your spine

You are on the lick of my lips

And I am on the tip of your tongue

We are tangled

We are stolen

We are buried up to our necks in sand

We are luck, we are fate,

We are the feeling you get in the golden state

We are love, we are hate

We are the feeling I get when you walk away

Walk away,walk away

Eddie Vedder:

Well you are the dream in my nightmare

I am that falling sensation

You are not needles and pills

I am your hangover morning

We are tangled

We are stolen

We are living where things are hidden

We are luck, we are fate,

We are the feeling you get in the golden state

We are love, we are hate

We are the feeling I get when you walk away

Walk away, walk away

Oh you are the hole in my head,

You are the lump in my throat

You are the á¹—ain in my neck

I am the aching in your heart