We used to trace our names in the bright white sand, and crawl into the jungle on our knees and hands. We settled at the edge of a coral tongue. Summoned by the pulse of a warm steel drum.
With the lights of Miami in distant view, easy money came quick and caught up to you.
You used to run around with the bright white swan, but now my better instinct tells me that she’s long gone.
gone gone gone gone gone gone gone
When your locks got picked it was on the news. The shadows of confession made your features seem older bolder. And you searched in vain for your marvelled swan. You’re calling out her name, but she’s long long gone.
gone gone gone gone gone gone gone
Take a look at my face take a look at my hands on account of the charge I’m a shell of a man.
Did you think they would rescue you? Pull you out of the cage and put you back on the catamaran.
Hey man.
Take away the facade, the collection of cars on account of the charge I’m a helluva man.
Did you think they would come for you, pull you out of the cage and put you back on the catamaran.
Hey man, hey man.
Take a look at my life take a look at my kids on account of the charge I’m a shell of a man
Did you think they would come for you, pull you out of the cage and put you back on the catamaran.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
