Washburn and the River - Some Golden Boy

If I could tell you, You know that I would
Of all the glances, misunderstood
I just want to dance, without a hood
This food for thought don’t fill me good enough

Up inside these cavernous walls
A wind that pushed me to my falls
It ripped a plenty years to hold
He stole his youth, with a grain of salt
Just couldn’t remember, who’s at fault
For his twisted deeds, he pleads no more no more
To return home safe, through an open door

Up inside these cavernous walls
A wind that pushed me to my falls
It ripped a plenty years to hold
Some golden boy with a head held tall
Some golden boy with a head held tall

Written by:
JAKE ISELIN ROSENBERG

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