Motorpsycho - The Golden Core lyrics

These are sungod days, Like subtle layers of yawning The dewrops die like fireflies Before this hungry mouth Slowmotion days are dawning Why don't it all just burn away? There is a time for everything When even you can be a king Or a queen of no fixed stature A prince amongst the castaways On this sungod day Too boring to pay heed to I'll dream of you in wintertime There is a time for everything When even you can be a king There is a day for everything When even you can be a king