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Signals Midwest – You're Gonna Be Golden lyrics
We rode our bikes downtown to the river
Tried to build ourselves a home
Between rusted rapid-transit stations and whiskey ginger revelations
There’s a magazine open to a full-color spread with a girl trapped in grayscale who looks back at me and says:
"You don’t get to look at me like that
You don’t get to tell me 'aw, it ain’t so bad.'"
So I don’t
I set a spark to my suffering city
And fell irresponsibly in love
Chris says, “Hey kid, you’re gonna be golden
You’re gonna go places that you never even dreamed of.”
She says “You don’t get to look at me like that"
You don’t get to tell me ‘aw, it ain’t so bad.’”
So I don’t
I said, “I hope I leave this earth focused on more than my self-worth.” A legacy comprised of more than “this is all that we could afford.”
There will be islands with nobody on them
Remnants of houses will drift away in the sea
And names carved in tree trunks and footprints left in concrete will leave better proof of our existence than my body could ever be
Tried to build ourselves a home
Between rusted rapid-transit stations and whiskey ginger revelations
There’s a magazine open to a full-color spread with a girl trapped in grayscale who looks back at me and says:
"You don’t get to look at me like that
You don’t get to tell me 'aw, it ain’t so bad.'"
So I don’t
I set a spark to my suffering city
And fell irresponsibly in love
Chris says, “Hey kid, you’re gonna be golden
You’re gonna go places that you never even dreamed of.”
She says “You don’t get to look at me like that"
You don’t get to tell me ‘aw, it ain’t so bad.’”
So I don’t
I said, “I hope I leave this earth focused on more than my self-worth.” A legacy comprised of more than “this is all that we could afford.”
There will be islands with nobody on them
Remnants of houses will drift away in the sea
And names carved in tree trunks and footprints left in concrete will leave better proof of our existence than my body could ever be
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