Track 6 of the album Give the Morning Another Try · 2022
Toss the Caps Into the Gold
“Borrowed gowns, long hems, and somebody's mother humming along. The children's choir joins us for the last chorus.”
operatic pop · operatic pop · stadium pop · 2:59
Lyrics
Gowns are borrowed, hems are long Someone's mother hums along Name by name across the stage Turning over one more page Hold my hand, we're nearly through Four loud years and here we are Toss the caps into the gold Let the afternoon unfold Every late night, every doubt Lifted up and flung right out We were small and now we're tall Hear the whole wide hall applaud Toss the caps into the gold Here's to all we've yet to hold Tassels tangled in the breeze Photographs on trembling knees Roommates promise they'll write back Packed in boxes, kept in tracks Hold my hand, we're nearly through Four loud years and here we are Toss the caps into the gold Let the afternoon unfold Every late night, every doubt Lifted up and flung right out We were small and now we're tall Hear the whole wide hall applaud Toss the caps into the gold Here's to all we've yet to hold Somewhere there's a road ahead Wide and winding, still unread Take the first step, don't look down Hear the choir all around Toss the caps into the gold Let the afternoon unfold Every late night, every doubt Lifted up and flung right out We were small and now we're tall Hear the whole wide hall applaud Toss the caps into the gold Here's to all we've yet to hold Here's to all we've yet to hold