Golden Record

All your friends are gonna leave you
 Busy making little creatures
 Old flames at the party
 Have started leaving early
 Up before the sunrise
 Looking after young lives
 While you play late on the radio
 Dust that never settles
 On that golden record
 Oh, what are you afraid of now?
 Worried you might be finally happy
 Strange as it sounds
 Leave everything at the door
 Maybe it's heaven and you just haven't been here before
 All your friends at the table
 Have their stories to tell
 And your best friend's daughter
 She's still getting taller
 Measuring out their lives with
 Every passing school year
 While you're on album number nine
 Dust that never settles
 On that silver record
 Oh, what are you afraid of now?
 Worried you might be finally happy
 Strange as it sounds
 Leave everything at the door
 Maybe it's heaven and you just haven't been here before
 Oh, what are you afraid of now?
 Worried you might be finally happy
 Strange as it sounds
 Leave everything at the door
 Maybe it's heaven and you just haven't been here before
 Oh, what are you afraid of now? (been here before)
 Worried you might be finally happy
 Strange as it sounds
 Maybe it's heaven
 Maybe it's heaven and you just haven't been here before