I said, I'm just a servant to my base desires She said, I'll tell you a few things, free of charge Stay clear of jagged rock
Tread careful at the higher level This ain't no game, but you can play If that's what you want
Then she said We are just paper boats bobbing adrift afloat While winds of fortune shove us where they will Woke up coughing on the shore Called out crowd, broke and sore Back on the mainland The chimps were comin' up trumps
And all I saw was burning blue Fading into blonde and white Wade out past the rotting pier Out to the open water Son of a red-roof city And her, the foreman's daughter
Back on the mainland Back on the mainland Cool change was rolling over Black sky was getting lower On golden sands
We stared into the haze Ocean merging with sky We talked about the land of our fore-mothers Now that we've shut the gate It would be funny if it didn't make you want to cry It's just the bed we've woken up in
And all I saw was burning blue Fading into blonde and white Wade out past the rotting pier Out to the open water Son of a red-roof city And her, the foreman's daughter
Back on the mainland Back on the mainland Cool change was rolling over Black sky was getting lower Green dreams were folding over As we sailed up the mainland
Never coming on the line Wake up feeling fine Eyes on the pale moonlight Far corner of the earth Tripping up on the edge Big impossible nowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
