A cold receiver Stands outside My front window Coincide
An old receiver Stands outside My front window Mold inside
Cut through the charade The fortune parade What you need is a pair of Atlantis eyes
Stop complaining Start explaining Why the hell have you Slept so long
A cold receiver Stands outside My front window Coincide
An old receiver Stands outside My front window Mold inside
Cut through the charade The fortune parade What you need is a pair of Atlantis eyes
Stop complaining Start explaining Why the hell have you Wept so long
We are so glad We are glad to find
We are glad to finally Find the kites to fly And reach before you Set foot on your Floating island of waste Until you trip again Until you fall and you're
Breathing fire Down the ocean floor I've begged enough to see if you'd try Breathing fire Down the ocean floor I've begged enough to see if you'd try