Golden sky At the end of the storm Where the birds sing A sweet and silver song Where do you wanna be Far away or here with me? Hiding in our winter coats Freezing off our little toes Where do you wanna be Far away or here with me? Aiming high but shooting low Sleeping giant undertow Quite a story and a mouthful of lies Now back to what's at stake Now back to what matters most This cultural backshift ghost Golden sky At the end of the storm Where the birds sing A sweet and silver song Where do you wanna be? Nothing left of your old street Only the name it still rings Where your dreams were tossed and blown Where do you wanna be? You should be happy, you're with me Freedom remains, these are the chains They will never break Quite a story and a mouthful of lies Now back to what's at stake Now back to what matters most This cultural backshift ghost Golden sky At the end of the storm Where the birds sing A sweet and silver song