Golden Sprinter

I can see the golden sprinter

Covering the line with feathers

Oh, take me to your best kept secret

I'll choke a cartoon

I'll rattle a bud till it blooms

Oh, such thankless treatment

I can see the old eye open

Rolling at a pre-made moment

Focus has not been the same

Since I gave it such rave notice

I colored your mane

He'll do what he did in the rain

Nature called it by its name

I can see the hunted splinter

Doubled over at the interplay

Nature called it by its name

Hopeless

I never knew your best kept secret

Hopeless

I never knew your best kept secret

Hopeless

I never knew your best kept secret