Paroles de Le Serena
With eyes like model homes where everything is perfect and nothing is real.All I see is vacancy, so let's count this city out!
With aspirations of apparitions, windless sails on an empty peer.
I'm saving all my change for that flight to La Serena,
Where Gemini South is waiting for me!
I need this light; I need the light of something otherworldly!
To pierce these black spheres that have grown so weary!
Weathered vanes point to whithered veins,
and weariness thrives like the word of god in middle America.
With eyes like model homes where everything is perfect and nothing is real.
All I see is vacancy, so let's count this city out!
This is one more yellow brick through your windshield on your way to Oz!
I need to define myself with a new centre of gravity.
And weariness thrives like the word of god in middle America.
I need to define myself, [repeat this til the end]
with a new centre of gravity.
Weathered vanes point to whithered veins,
and weariness thrives like the word of god in middle America.
With eyes like model homes where everything is perfect and nothing is real.
All I see is vacancy, so let's count this city out!
This is one more yellow brick through your windshield on your way to Oz!
I need to define myself with a new centre of gravity.
And weariness thrives like the word of god in middle America.
I need to define myself, [repeat this til the end]
with a new centre of gravity.
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