Bek Lyrics

The Golden Age

(From the Sea Change Album)

[Written by Beck Hansen]

Put your hands on the wheel
Let the golden age begin
Let the window down
Feel the moonlight on your skin
Let the desert wind cool your aching head
Let the weight of the world drift away instead

These days I barely get by
I don't even try

It's a treacherous road with a desolated view
There's distant lights but here they're far and few
The sun don't shine even when it's day
You gotta drive all night just to feel like you're OK

These days I barely get by
I don't even try