Big Wild - Aftergold [Dylan Montayne Remix] HD

Rap remix of "Aftergold" by Big Wild. Lyrics and vocals by Dylan Montayne. More music coming soon, hit that subscribe button! DOWNLOAD: https://soundcloud.com/dylanmontayne/big-wild-aftergold-dylan-montayne-remix FOLLOW DYLAN MONTAYNE: https://www.facebook.com/dylanmontayne https://www.instagram.com/dylanmontayne https://www.twitter.com/dylanmontayne https://soundcloud.com/dylanmontayne http://bandsintown.com/DylanMontayne/ https://open.spotify.com/artist/5hL0ukgJj9T06S1yGmYSvx FOLLOW BIG WILD: http://bigwildmusic.com http://facebook.com/bigwildmusic http://twitter.com/bigwildmusic http://instagram.com/bigwildmusic http://soundcloud.com/bigwild Copyright: "Aftergold" by Big Wild used with express permission and is not subject to copyright claims. Lyrics: [Verse 1] Clock tickin’, watch flippin a one-eighty, non-fiction, saw heaven I’m not crazy, tryina be clearin’ the air slicker than Tom Brady, so let me whisper your ear and you can call, maybe. Lady Winter, I must admit ya my miss adventure, I wanna get to know the bigger picture, cool as the other side of the pillow in late December, and we can get to ridin the feelin of this elixir. yeah, so what you doin today, we could just run away, flip our luck and live on a lake, getting rid of the rain, take a sip and pick a bouquet, not forgetting the train, but we could be sittin’ on planes. Or we could run through the dark and make a record, steady tryin to follow the spark, and getting better. I’m runnin’ through the moment without a moment of center, floatin up from the flame like an ember while I duck into the stars with you. [Verse 2] Yeah, I been kissin’ Miss Optimistic, the type to learn the system and just as quickly forget this, See it on your lips, the way they’re missin’ the lipstick, but smilin’ brighter than Rockefeller Center at Christmas. Let’s talk about religion, let’s talk about politicin’, let’s talk about that home on the ocean and how to get it, let’s talk about the future and how I’m keeping you in it, how we can be ourselves and get everything we envision. Then let’s just forget it, spliff up in the kitchen, listen to Dr. Dre, toast the city in the distance. Got me making up verses like hypocritical Christians, but my Creed won’t be defeated like Rocky going the distance. I say let’s go and get it, come on, f*ck the dishes, we can go on a journey or we can go on a mission. Three sheets to the wind but not a sheet between our skin is how were livin’, to love the feelin of this when I can duck into the stars with you. [Verse 3] I’m seeing 20,000 hands in the air, 10,000 pairs, a couple thousand stares climbing the stairs, and maybe 7 billion souls floatin round in the air. Somehow I ended with you, blowin’ smoke in the air. But I told you, I came from the west side, and I confess I don’t ever want to rest, I’m feeling your energy, more kinetic than a Tesla, and if you went blind, I would give you my left eye, sayin’ it’s true.