Seth Boyer - Golden Gardens (Only Chain Smoke at the Beach in January) | Текст песни

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it’s been weeks since our last easy conversation
the proper words in short supply
and each “how you been” comes with too much hesitation
since our whole deal has gone awry

i walked down 200 steps on my way to golden gardens
felt the burning in my thighs
and with each cigarette my unease became a burden
so i spit it out into the tide

stay in my heart for just a little longer
cuz i dont wanna let you go
but it’s all up in flames and i’ve nothing left to offer
gonna sit and watch the fire grow

sometimes dreams have to die to let new ones live
sometimes dreams have to die to let new ones live
sometimes dreams have to die to let new ones live
don’t spend too much time lamenting them