

{intimate fingerpicked electric guitar,
light tremolo effect} (mmmmm-mmm)
Coffee is cold on the counter again
You trace the lines on the palm of my hand
Talking in circles, we both understand {steady organic kick drum enters}
And we don't have to hurry
No, we don't have to rush
{snare drum with crisp brushes
enters, subtle tambourine
on
upbeat}
Oh, let the world spin fast outside
We can find our own sweet time
Oh,
we are golden, we are wide
{soaring open-vowel vocal harmonies,
rich full-ensemble sound} Leaves on the pavement are turning to gold
Stories we carry that never get old
Keeping us warm through the creeping-in cold {steady rhythmic
groove} All the noise is fading away
Leaving us
with nothing left to say
{shimmering acoustic piano chords enter,
dreamy atmosphere} Oh, let the world spin fast outside
We can find our own sweet time
Oh,
we are golden, we are wide
{soaring open-vowel harmonies, maximum dynamic peak}
Our own sweet time Our own sweet time
(mmmmm) {instruments slowly fade,
final sustained
guitar chord, resonant tail}