"Golden Rims" lyrics
Making our way to 7th Ave
Providing our slab
Making our way to 7th Ave
With the sunset on the left
Chasing cars like they're our dreams
Cross the "I"s and cross the "T"s
Making our way to 7th Ave
With the sunset on the left
Phone keeps ringing, static hums
Dadadadadum, the silence breaks
Queen of the scene, the cracks in the street
Are old news, old news
Sunglass rims are like lost time
They're golden, golden
And there's a possibility of ruining the ruins
That we built around our need for reality
Distant from the 7th Ave scene
Open blinds to settle down
Open minds to think out loud
Making our way to light downtown
With the sunset on the left
Phone keeps ringing, static hums
Dadadadadum, the silence breaks
Queen of the scene, the cracks in the street
Are old news, old news
Sunglass rims are like lost time
They're golden, golden
And there's a possibility of ruining the ruins
That we built around our need for reality
Distant from the 7th Ave scene
Golden rims and golden hearts
Keeping up, forget the dark
Yellow signs and white lines
Keeping up to pass the time
Losing when I'm leaving
Getting sharp, I'm feeling wasting troubles by
Queen of the scene, the cracks in the street
Are old news, old news
Sunglass rims are like lost time
They're golden, golden
And there's a possibility of ruining the ruins
That we built around our need for reality
Queen of the scene, the cracks in the street
Are old news, old news
Sunglass rims are like lost time
They're golden, golden
And there's a possibility of ruining the ruins
That we built around our need for reality
Distant from the 7th Ave scene
Providing our slab
Making our way to 7th Ave
With the sunset on the left
Chasing cars like they're our dreams
Cross the "I"s and cross the "T"s
Making our way to 7th Ave
With the sunset on the left
Phone keeps ringing, static hums
Dadadadadum, the silence breaks
Queen of the scene, the cracks in the street
Are old news, old news
Sunglass rims are like lost time
They're golden, golden
And there's a possibility of ruining the ruins
That we built around our need for reality
Distant from the 7th Ave scene
Open blinds to settle down
Open minds to think out loud
Making our way to light downtown
With the sunset on the left
Phone keeps ringing, static hums
Dadadadadum, the silence breaks
Queen of the scene, the cracks in the street
Are old news, old news
Sunglass rims are like lost time
They're golden, golden
And there's a possibility of ruining the ruins
That we built around our need for reality
Distant from the 7th Ave scene
Golden rims and golden hearts
Keeping up, forget the dark
Yellow signs and white lines
Keeping up to pass the time
Losing when I'm leaving
Getting sharp, I'm feeling wasting troubles by
Queen of the scene, the cracks in the street
Are old news, old news
Sunglass rims are like lost time
They're golden, golden
And there's a possibility of ruining the ruins
That we built around our need for reality
Queen of the scene, the cracks in the street
Are old news, old news
Sunglass rims are like lost time
They're golden, golden
And there's a possibility of ruining the ruins
That we built around our need for reality
Distant from the 7th Ave scene
