Born of the gold spring
Living out my utopian fantasy
It’s harder than it would seem
I’ve been lost in, lost in lost in everything
Silly nightmares still kind of scare me
Gilded Lillies are still kind of pretty
The candle’s crying wax tears
Gallery of lights and stars are pricked through the dark canopy
Symphony of ringing in my ears
I’ve been lost in, lost in lost in everything
Going nowhere still kind of scares me Alright oh well
I'm still tossing pennies
I’ve been lost in, lost in lost in everything
I’ve been lost in, lost in lost in everything