Intro: 

A  E  B


Verse: 

B  
Twice an era comes a knock at my door,

B
Suspended in a window-crashing gaze of a poor spark of recognition.

B
It's the thrill that dies first, but,

B
I can think of something worse: the curse, the curse.


Chorus: 

A                           E           B
Light up gold was the color of something I was looking for.

A                        E               B 
Light up gold was the color of something I was looking for.


Verse: 

B
Steady was the pace kept in that tear-leaking sway,

B
Sifting like a miner through the conscience debris,

B
Hunched down, gleaning embers from a burning field

B
Trying to find something warm and real.


Chorus: 

A                          E                    B
Cause light up gold was the color of something I was looking for.

A                         E                     B
Light up gold was the color of something I was looking for.



Bridge: Stay on B 


Chorus:

A                         E                        B
Yeah light up gold was the color of something I was looking for.

A                          E                        B
Light up gold was the color of something I was looking for.