Lyrics: Dylan Chenfeld/Noah Chenfeld
Music: Dylan Chenfeld/Noah Chenfeld
[Verse 1]
Sundown, it's time to finally make-believe
That all our games can now be won
That unrequited love will speak to you
[Chorus]
Well, the gates are open
But the curtains' closing
And I never wanna see
What's coming after me
I'm the old boy Friday
On the endless skyway
And I never wanna see
What's coming after me
[Verse 2]
The golden ladder calls in evidently (Oh-oh, oh-oh, aah)
You answer quickly without shame
When will you see you're not the only one? (Oh-oh)
[Chorus]
Well, the gates are open
But the curtains' closing
And I never wanna see
What's coming after me
I'm the old boy Friday
On the endless skyway
And I never wanna see
What's coming after me
[Bridge]
Walked out the theatre
Found some time
I threw it on the clock, you know
Follow the leader
At least until you hit the next wood clock
And drive home safe
[Chorus]
Well, the gates are open
But the curtains' closing
And I never wanna see
What's coming after me
I'm the old boy Friday
On the endless skyway
And I never wanna see
What's coming after me