Coffee steam and frying fat
I just lean against my mat
You got armor made of tin
Let the midnight shift begin
Golden tree in a heavy haze
Burning bright for a thousand days
Rest your head by the yellow glow
Nowhere left for a soul to go
I flip burgers on the grill
While the world is standing still
You got blood on your rusted blade
In the light where the ghosts all fade
Golden tree in a heavy haze
Burning bright for a thousand days
Rest your head by the yellow glow
Nowhere left for a soul to go
Slinging hash for the regulars
Counting coins for the wanderers
Pour a drink in a chipped glass cup
Wait for the morning sun to come up
Golden tree in a heavy haze
Burning bright for a thousand days
Rest your head by the yellow glow
Nowhere left for a soul to go
The oil pops and the skillet screams
Tear the seams of your broken dreams
Just two strangers in a cold room
Waiting for the sudden boom
Wipe the counter with a rag
Carry your heavy leather bag
Take a seat by the flashing light
We can hold off the coming night
Golden tree in a heavy haze
Burning bright for a thousand days
Rest your head by the yellow glow
Nowhere left for a soul to go
Check please.
Keep the change.
Golden glow.
