Woodkid - The Golden Age

Walking through the fields of gold In the distance, bombs can fall Boy we're running free Facing light in the flow And in the cherry trees We're hiding from the world But the golden age is over But the golden age is over

Boy, we're dancing through the snow Waters freeze, the wind blows Did you ever feel We're falling as we grow No I would not believe The light could ever go But the golden age is over But the golden age is over

Listen, I can hear the call As I'm walking through the door

Did you ever dream We'd miss the mornings in the sun The playgrounds in the streets The bliss of slumberland Boy, we are family No matter what they say But boys are meant to flee And run away one day