Golden Age
A million years ago when I was 17
I was one with the garden...
I was free to come and go as
I pleased...in the breeze of angel
Wings...
Well it was The Golden Age of
Innocence and serenity, it was
The Golden age of sweet grace
And blessed divinity...there wasn't
Much more a soul could ask for...
Thousands and thousands of years
Ago in the Golden Age of tranquility
In the Golden Age of Eden's luxury...
Oh yeah and millions of years ago
When I knew your nakedness
Only pleasure was in my heart...
One together from the start...
Friends and lovers and we thought
It would last forever...
But we were banished from ever
Returning again because we defied
Our only no, no...But here we are
Again and it's A Golden Age, A
Golden age for us, for love just like
Then when it was genesis!
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