Golden Age

Can you show me a good trick?

Show me some magic

Can you pull the whole world

From my ear?

I hate how the best things

Keep disappearing

Like Leonard and Bowie

And the ice caps here

And we're left with this

Ignorant bliss

When we find a good thing

We can't hold onto it

The golden age

It sure was great

The sun was so pretty

We couldn't look away

Now I can't see my brother

My sister or mother

Through the rose-colored glasses

Of my own news feed

And the sermon I'm giving

In this new algorithm

It's falling on deaf ears

'Cause the choir already believes

Tell me, where are our heroes?

Are they stuck at the wall?

'Cause we got some real villains

To stop before they kill us all

The golden age

It's ours to save

I hear the bells ringing

Are you awake?

Can you show me your best trick?

Your slick brand of magic

Your pen's not a wand

To make us disappear

I see what you're doing

With the Jews and the Muslims

You're sawing us all

In half with your fake fear

My heart's full of love

And all kinds of peace

But I think even I

Could punch a Nazi

In the face

The golden age

It goes away

When we just stand here

With our hands up

Begging, "Don't shoot, please!"

I'm sure Mars is nice

And I do love the moon

But this is my home

And I'm not leaving anytime soon

So call if you need me

And I promise I'm there

With a thermos of coffee

And cups to share

I'll be out on my island

Until the dawn breaks

Hanging out with the night watch

My lamp raised