And the chorus of birds

In the heights of night

And if we could be heard

For whatever it's worth

The rulers in the sky

They'd cry

Diamond throne

All on her own

Coffee skin

She let me in

I'm shot

It's a golden thing she's got

It's a golden thing and I

Shouted the words

In the first daylight

And the chorus of birds

Burst on into sight

Now I know that I'm heard

For whatever it's worth

By the rulers in the sky

Deep blue jeans

Movie screens

Taking flight

Flashing lights

I'm shot

It's a golden thing we've got