Album Name : Dollars and Dimes
Release Date : 2009-06-09
Song Duration : 3:34
Owen Temple Golden Age
A building filled with a hundred rooms, looms overhead
Behind the glass and curtains, a million lovers beds
They bulldozed that old beerjoint where we drank for free
They put a hotel on the skyline where O. Henry's used to be
Four thousand days ago in a flood of summer rays
These are streets I know back from the golden age
It was dark as night at the crack of noon, Lucky Strikes and gin
The sun goes down, the clock goes round, oh to be twenty one again
Dominoes, the stories go, onto another round
Another day, bills to pay, til the Hilton tore it down
Four thousand days ago in a flood of summer rays
These are streets I know back from the golden age
Sunglasses mask a passing glance as the light begins to fade
Wind blows trash across the street like a mardi gras parade
Staggering like a harlequin I drank at every bar
Finally found my way to sleep in the backseat of my car
Four thousand days ago in a flood of summer rays
These are streets I know back from the golden age
