Golden Age

Album: Dear Science (2008)
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  • Heart beat soundin'.
    Ricocheting in their cage.
    Thought I'd lose my balance.
    With the grounds bounce and sway.
    And all this violence.
    And all this goes away.
    And the vibes that rise like.
    Fireflies illuminate our play.

    Some light being.
    Pulled you up from night�s party.
    Said clap your hands.
    If you think your soul is free.
    And the silence was astounding.
    'cept some "Oh Lord!! Mercy Me's".
    And oh you can't stop what's comin' up.
    You�re never gonna stop gonna live it up.
    And oh it's gonna drop gonna fill your cup.
    And oh it's gonna drop gonna fill your cup!.

    The age of miracles.
    The age of sound.
    Well there's a Golden Age.
    Comin' round, comin'round, comin' round!

    Give it up.
    'stead of grabbin� for decay.
    What we viewed as gold.
    I believe pollutes this space.
    And its grace ascending.
    Like a snake up your tree.
    Up your happy ending understanding.
    All your s'pposed to be.

    Let it move right in.
    Let it kiss your face.
    Let it sow your skin.
    In perpetual embrace.
    Like I said "Love's Light is Laughter".
    Like the sun spittin' happiness into the hereafter.
    Oh here it comes like a natural disaster.
    Ah blowin� up like a ghetto blaster.
    Ah here it comes, bring it faster!
    Ah here it comes, bring it faster!

    The age of miracles.
    The age of sound.
    Well there's a Golden Age.
    Comin' round, comin' round, comin' round!!

    Love, don't you falter.
    Burnin� hearts.
    Dragged behind.
    The horses dancing on the altar.
    Hooves breakin' Gods.
    To diamond dust and stars.
    And there you are...

    Now we're all allowed to breathe.
    Walls dissolve.
    With the hunger and the greed.
    Move your body.
    You've got all you need.
    And your arms in the air stir a sea of stars.
    And oh here it comes and it's not so far.

    All light beings.
    Come on now make haste..
    Clap your hands.
    If you think you're in the right place
    Thunder all surroundin'.
    Aw feel it quake with the joy resounding.
    Palm to the palm you can feel it poundin'.
    Never give it up you can feel it mountin'.
    Oh its gonna drop gonna fill your cup and.
    Oh its gonna drop gonna fill your cup!!!

    The age of miracles.
    The age of sound.
    Well there's a Golden Age.
    Comin' round, comin' round, comin' round!!!!

    The age of miracles.
    The age of sound.
    Well there's a Golden Age.
    Comin' round, comin' round, comin' round!!!! Writer/s: BABATUNDE OMOROGA ADEBIMPE, DAVID ANDREW SITEK, DAVID KYP JOEL MALONE, GERARD ANTHONY SMITH, JALEEL BUNTON
    Publisher: Hipgnosis Songs Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Songtrust Ave, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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