She is sitting on the ground

Golden face and eyes turned down

Arms both barren showing some

Golden trace of foreign sun

And bright and tattered cross each wrist

Golden bracelets that exist

Sold so cheap they're almost free

In golden places we've never seen

China-white and Cairo-black

This golden face and silver back

I have brought them cross the sea

Give them to my love for me

Shut your thoughts close out the world

Shut your thoughts and be my girl

Hear the screams outside the gate

We can't stop it it's too late

I'm take it take it all

Try it on twirl down the hall

Big-eyed girl and gentle man

Blank-eyed beast who grabbed her hand

At a distance from the street

Golden threads run through their sheets

Lit by dusky golden hue

Plummeting through golden you