The New Amsterdams - Silverlake lyrics

Silverlake with the fakes I've got nothing but old things To display by the bay An old jeans and your gold rings How's your faith? My mistake I thought you'd grow to good things To be safe you were late You missed everything I've seen Life is too rich To waste it waiting around for you Silverlake with the fakes I've got nothing but old things Can you take how I ache And make songs that the girls sing? Does it shake you awake When you see what the job brings? Anyway my mistake You spin straw into gold strings Life is too rich To waste it waiting around for you Life is too rich To waste it waiting around for you Whatever you want to do