Do do do do do do do do do do I wear a demeanor made of bright pretty things What she wears, what she wears, what she wears Birds singing on my shoulder
Before a neon night's lighting I'm right beside you The fire in motion The fire in motion The desert sun sinking Sleepy and low But we're just waking
Well the sun is surely sinking down But the moon is slowly rising And this old world must still be spinning 'round But I still love you So close your
(feat. Aqualung) So we're back here again Tip toeing round the edge of the end Wondering who will be last to admit That we're finally over Turned twenty
stand And our lives blow about Like flags on the land I don't know why our words are so proud Yet their promise soothing And our lives blow about Like flags
You got a quick snap-lock on your cold, cold heart You got your YSL kicks and a red birthmark In the shape of Canada That you try to keep a secret You
And our lives blow about Like flags on the land I don't know why our words are so proud Yet their promise soothing And our lives blow about Like flags