Blurring facing evasive evolving 747 lands I go out strolling
Pacing lacing up the shoes That depict a kind of blues Get a paper read the news
Oh so many cities Are going around in my head Take me back to where I might belong
Traipsing trading with strangers and romance Learnt about the nights where you live like your last chance
Oh oh oh…
I’m going to rocket with bus across the sky Gonna catch a train through the sea Then steal some fire
Hold on baby while the stage lights eve When the beat ignites us Prometheus is free
Oh so many cities Are going around in my head Take us back to where we might belong Oh so many people Rolled up on these shoulder’s Something give me grace oh darling please
Blurring facing evasive evolving 747 lands I go out strolling
Pacing lacing up the shoes That depict a kind of blues Get a paper read the new
She was a fountain in the desert and a tropical sea Our caravan stopped temporarily
Compositores: Henry James Angus (Henry Angus), Felix Riebl ECAD: Obra #17443343 Fonograma #19413813