Taste the gold
Nature's hardest hue to hold
Before it's gone
Early leaves or those that fall
Golden hour at dusk or dawn
Worry not that the
Finer things slipped by you
Whether or not that
"Nothing gold can stay"
To and from dark is where you'll find that luster
Just like the leaves fall
And turn from gold to decay
Bittersweet adolescent hearts and dreams
May be gone
Making way for brand new seasons
Of gold and growth it goes
On and on
Worry not that the
Finer things slipped by you
Whether or not that
"Nothing gold can stay"
To and from dark is where you'll find that luster
Just like the leaves fall
And turn from gold to decay
Turn from gold to decay