Gold from Beam On by Berry Breene

Come home come
to your queen, to your queen
Come home, come
feed me, feed me
and bow down, bow
bend the knee, bend the knee

And then the day was done,
you bowed to everyone
maybe now you can feel free
strike gold, bend the knee

Leaves die, leaves fall
life renews, eventually
Run, Don't Run!
Return to me, return to me
and Love harder, love
squeeze me

And then the day grew dark,
they can't be told apart
in dreams the day lives on
and gold becomes the sun

Dogs howl, dogs
herd the sheep, herd the sheep
and howl louder, howl
call for me, call for me
and smile bigger, smile
be pretty for me

and then the day was done
You smiled at everyone
maybe now you can feel free
eat gold and pass the gleam

• Folk
• acoustic guitar
• harmony
• sad girl
• singer-songwriter
• Pittsburgh