Chasing seafoam dreams around another dirty old town
Parallel-run streams crawl through gray ocean from the green ground
Oed und leer das meer beneath the leafy glassy surface
All the songs you hear down there they have a purpose
All in all
We cannot stop singing
We cannot start singing
We'll swivel to an ends
They may kill
And we may be pardoned
We will never be broken-hearted...
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