Golden Record

All your friends are gonna leave you Busy making little creatures Old flames at the party Have started leaving early Up before the sunrise Looking after young lives While you play late on the radio Dust that never settles On that golden record Oh, what are you afraid of now? Worried you might be finally happy Strange as it sounds Leave everything at the door Maybe it's heaven and you just haven't been here before All your friends at the table Have their stories to tell And your best friend's daughter She's still getting taller Measuring out their lives with Every passing school year While you're on album number nine Dust that never settles On that silver record Oh, what are you afraid of now? Worried you might be finally happy Strange as it sounds Leave everything at the door Maybe it's heaven and you just haven't been here before Oh, what are you afraid of now? Worried you might be finally happy Strange as it sounds Leave everything at the door Maybe it's heaven and you just haven't been here before Oh, what are you afraid of now? (been here before) Worried you might be finally happy Strange as it sounds Maybe it's heaven Maybe it's heaven and you just haven't been here before