Late Cambrian - Golden Time

He never asks what you think
Never lets you pay for a drink
He's a shifty fool, dyed in the wool
He cannot complete you

Young cats out on the prowl
Old dogs tuned to your howl
I wish you knew how I miss you
I'm just who you retweet to
Hey!

Last night I saw you at the club
Low lights, bass hit me with a thud
I tried getting you on the floor
You disappeared through the back door

How can I get through to you
The more you breathe the more it's true
Every last post that you post alone
A tall tale told on a smart phone

Do you really know who you want to be?
Let me be the chord when you take that leap
It's a wishing well where my heart it fell
And you can make your own life, make your own life

Sixteen hours in another man's dream
Walking in the daze of a silent scream
The days were gold but the nights get cold
Can you give a little love to me

You watched a falling star
On your back in your Daddy's car

Do you really know who you want to be?
Let me be the chord when you take that leap
It's a wishing well where my heart it fell
And you can make your own life, make your own life

Sixteen hours in another man's dream
Walking in the daze of a silent scream
The days were gold but the nights get cold
Can you give a little love to me