New Golden Age

Once you had nothing more than the bed that we shared
When we were making plans, sketching dreams in the air
We were young
Now we wake from the dream
Stumble bleary-eyed, find ourselves at the gates of a new golden age
New golden age learning how to fly
Picking our way through a violent sky
The landscape is strange we are torn apart and yet we are alive
In the new golden age
Well, we could walk so tall holding love as our shield
We had a simple plan, started making it real
I am proud
But I’m afraid, but don’t trust myself
There’s no route, no map, no light guiding our way, guiding our way through the
New golden age learning how to fly
Picking our way through a violent sky
Starting again we are torn apart and yet we are alive
In the new golden age
In the new golden age
In the new golden age
In the new golden age
In the new golden age
In the new golden age
In the new golden age