Golden Thing

Crystal dream, Cali queen
Radiant hand, vibrant sand
I'm shot
It's a golden thing she's got

A thousand thrills, a thousand chills
Smokey eye, pearly white
I'm hot
It's a golden thing she's got

I sing softly to her in the last daylight
And the chorus of birds in the heights of night
And if we could be heard, for whatever it's worth
The rulers in the sky, they'd cry

Diamond throne, all on her own
Coffee skin, she let me in
I'm shot
It's a golden thing she's got
It's a golden thing

And I shouted the words in the first daylight
And the chorus of birds burst on into sight
Now I know that I'm heard, for whatever it's worth
By the rulers in the sky

Deep blue jeans, movie screens
Taking flight, flashing lights
I'm shot
It's a golden thing we've got