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About Golden Years
Sometimes it’s hard to make those noises disappear
Inside my head, behind my eyes, between my ears
You try to tell me it’s delusion and plain fear
I close my eyes and just pretend I didn’t hear
And I try
Yes I try
And I try so hard
Time goes by
Yes it flies when you try to catch a star
I hate it when I’m sober and I love it when I’m drunk
Everything is deadly, you get cancer in the sun
I hear his voice and it is cigarettes and tears
He is the thin, white duke singing about golden years
And I try
Yes I try
And I try so hard
Time goes by
Yes it flies when you try to catch a star