The Golden Age - Woodkid

Walking through the fields of gold

In the distance, bombs can fall

Boy we’re running free

Facing light in the flow

And in the cherry trees

We’re hiding from the world

But the golden age is over

But the golden age is over

Boy, we’re dancing through the snow

Waters freeze, the wind blows

Did you ever feel

We’re falling as we grow?

No, I would not believe

The light could ever go

But the golden age is over

But the golden age is over

Listen, I can hear the call

As I’m walking through the door

Did you ever dream

We’d miss the mornings in the sun?

The playgrounds in the streets

The bliss of slumberland

Boy, we are family

No matter what they say

But boys are meant to flee

And run away one day

When golden age is over

Oh the golden age is over

But the golden age is over

The golden age is over