"That Golden Time" lyrics
Remember, dear, that golden time
Before you thought you had to choose
Between the shrinking violet truth
And a growing list of IOUs
Before the keeper of the gate
Revoked your ticket to the land
Where eloquence was still in date
And everything was cash-in-hand
Before the dulling of the mind
Encased in algorithm blues
Hollowed out the heavy stuff
Replaced it with a careful ruse
And whispered in the gravy train
Careening on the falling sand
But now we turn the hourglass
For advocacy is not a brand
Who am I to say?
Who am I to say?
Who am I to say?
That golden time
That golden time
That golden time
That golden time
Remember, dear, that golden time
Before you thought you had to choose
Between the shrinking violet truth
And a growing list of IOUs
Before the keeper of the gate
Revoked your ticket to the land
Where eloquence was still in date
And everything was cash-in-hand
Before the dulling of the mind
Encased in algorithm blues
Hollowed out the heavy stuff
Replaced it with a careful ruse
And whispered in the gravy train
Careening on the falling sand
But now we turn the hourglass
For advocacy is not a brand
Who am I to say?
Who am I to say?
Who am I to say?
That golden time
That golden time
That golden time
That golden time
Before you thought you had to choose
Between the shrinking violet truth
And a growing list of IOUs
Before the keeper of the gate
Revoked your ticket to the land
Where eloquence was still in date
And everything was cash-in-hand
Before the dulling of the mind
Encased in algorithm blues
Hollowed out the heavy stuff
Replaced it with a careful ruse
And whispered in the gravy train
Careening on the falling sand
But now we turn the hourglass
For advocacy is not a brand
Who am I to say?
Who am I to say?
Who am I to say?
That golden time
That golden time
That golden time
That golden time
Remember, dear, that golden time
Before you thought you had to choose
Between the shrinking violet truth
And a growing list of IOUs
Before the keeper of the gate
Revoked your ticket to the land
Where eloquence was still in date
And everything was cash-in-hand
Before the dulling of the mind
Encased in algorithm blues
Hollowed out the heavy stuff
Replaced it with a careful ruse
And whispered in the gravy train
Careening on the falling sand
But now we turn the hourglass
For advocacy is not a brand
Who am I to say?
Who am I to say?
Who am I to say?
That golden time
That golden time
That golden time
That golden time
Writer(s): Conor Joseph Patrick O'Brien
