Silver + Gold

A hundred birds flying circles Round and round my bed I'm getting old All this silver and gold, I can't help myself Bouquets past bloom Hold that picture in your head if flowers still mean anything to you Can you hear it? The distant grinding? Where's my car even driving? I can't believe my motherfucking timing Before us, before us I took a wrong turn down the wrong road I was a hallway with all the doors closed Before us I took a wrong turn down the wrong road I closed my eyes and I gave up control This room has snapped cold And I'd leave If it weren't for my view of the road A bouquet past bloom And I swear I hear it Singing my old tunes Oh, I can't help myself Before us, before us I took a wrong turn down the wrong road I was a hallway with all the doors closed Before us I took a wrong turn down the wrong road I closed my eyes and I gave up control I gave up control, I gave up control To the silver and gold, to the silver and gold Where's my car even driving? Can you believe this motherfucking timing? Before us, before us I was a good man in a bad place I found sin when I was looking for grace Before us I took a wrong turn down the wrong road And somewhere I gave up control, I gave up control, I gave up control To the silver and gold I gave up control, I gave up control, I gave up control To the silver and gold