at thug's mansion [Chorus: J. Phoenix + (Nas)] Every corner, every city There's a place where life's a little easy Little Hennessy, laid back and cool Every hour
retreat That option's far and away I have to be brave But I always did crave The golden sunlight It's been about me But I'm setting that free For golden
you still glad that it has been six years and seven months this is want you want, don?t front I?m feelin? it right now in this, the gold hour part clock
everything I wish I didn?t know Except you give me something I can feel, feel The night is full of holes As bullets rip the sky Of ink with gold They
her get out of my bed you damn freak Hopped into the shower for an hour, it was hot as hell Got dressed and ran a gold comb through my curls Walkin out
air was sweet and enough lights sprang sparks through the window of the room not as raw to a ridiculous tune slightly out of key in the mother hour
that's blinding Nowhere to buy in Most of us hiding Others are shining You know when you find it In your darkest hour, you strike gold A thought clicks
(Lyrics: Gold/music: Gold-Lloyd-Mertens) It's a trick of my mind To faces bathing in the screenlight She's so soft and warm in my arms I tune it into
(Lyrics: Gold / Music: Gold-Lloyd-Echolette) Your hand full of hours - sand from the urns A travelling companion - the secret of ferns From darkness
(Lyrics: Janey Diamond/music: Gold-Bloss) The coffee black and nearly cold And i look back while hours pass by A sheet of paper on the table torn to
(Lyrics: Janey Diamond / Music: Gold-Bloss) Now at the station, the train to another land Lands of never seen light Light hidden in infinite night Night
(Lyrics: Gold-Janey Diamond / Music: Gold-Bloss) I'm on my way to the other side I've broken doors and shattered glass I've derailed from the joyrider
(Lyrics: Lewis Carroll / Music: Bloss-Gold-Lloyd-Echolette) All in the golden afternoon full leisurely we glide For both our oars, with little skill
As I came down through Dublin City At the hour of twelve at night Who should I see but the Spanish lady Washing her feet by candlelight First she washed