Quilt Young Gold
Changed, well they say the body's high
Wait, I never wanted this disguise
We don't know
When the lights are low
We don't know
That the lights they grow
Say, that I caught you in the light
Awake, no longer slipping in the night
Turning stones to gold
And waking in a golden glow
We don't know
When the lights are low
But as above
So below
All these ways we come undone
All these ways we come undone
All these ways we come undone
You say you're lost and now you're gone
All these ways we come undone and now
You're blessed in gold
