Everything’s turning to gold Cathy
And the sun is setting in the islands
Above the town there’s two swans flying
Away home to heaven

And many’s the heart was broken
Many the weary traveller
Couldn’t even have imagined
Such a heaven

And who are we to go golden
Through the streets, through the islands
Through the long days dying
Through the shadows

Chorus;
And who are we to go laughing and smiling?
Who are we to go hoping and dreaming?
Who are we to go walking like children home?

Everything’s turning to gold Cathy
Everything old or worn
Everything tired or torn
From the journey

And who are w e to go golden
Through the field through the forest
Through the night through the harvest
Through the shadows

Chorus, verse 1, chorus, end.

<------Back