Golden Streams

Golden stream, in the cold, it turns to ice
Runs down my knees in fright
Golden stream turns from warm to cold
In frightful time, in the frozen dead of night

The golden stone builds the golden road to heaven
Held up high by golden streams of ice
My golden bone meets the golden bun
Buns held high in our dreams of men

Golden streams of ice in the cold
Hold up a city of gold that lives in broad daylight
Two golden streams run down my cheeks
When buns are deprived of my dreams of men

I hold the golden bone on the golden road to heaven
Held up high by golden streams of ice
The golden bone belongs in golden bun
Bone and bun held high in my dreams of us
Golden wand waves down your golden rod
Our gold held high in sunny breezy sky
Then a stream of gold released from golden stone
Erupts late at night and melts the winter ice

Golden streams
Golden streams
Golden streams
Golden streams
Golden streams
Golden streams
Golden streams
Golden streams
Golden streams



Credits
Writer(s): Joel Gibb
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