there were lions in my backyard gathered in a gilded cage where the circus used to winter in its final golden age we would talk talk talk about joining up when the big top came undone there were lions in my backyard when we were young ooh ooh ooh ooh there were castles in my bedroom made from quilts and fitted sheets me and my brother we would guard guard them with our plastic figurines from the top bunk we could see out over the green carpet ocean there were castles in my bedroom when we were young one thing can be said about the road that s traveled less those who walk it live and love a little harder than the rest and i m digging through my past like its a buried treasure chest i m looking for a little soul i lost down the rabbit hole are we still gold like we was told when we were young when we were young when we were young when we were young there were starships made of crystal from my mother s chandelier we would fly them through the hallway til the hallways disappeared making patterns out past saturn in the swirling cosmic dust there were starships made of crystal when we were young one thing can be said about the road that s traveled less there s so many twist and turns you don t got time for the regrets that come from punching a time clock until you re sorely out of breath don t tell me when i m done or when i m finally grown cause we re still gold like we was told when we were young when we were young when we were young when we were young an heirloom box of keystone cops this helicopter coronation a swirling sea of dragons teeth it s not just my imagination there were lions in my backyard when we were young when we were young when we were young