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Come live on An island And in his day, in his day There were seats on the train You’d like to build A new island Push it out, float along Singing all your useless songs Well we’re drifting out In modern ways Drifting out On modern waves Looking sideways from Some new traffic Sprung up, shining Already obsolete It was a sunset to remember As we crossed the straits of Dover You laughing and waving In your pinstripe, double-breasted suit, hey Me with my head in my hands Well we’re drifting out SongtexteIn modern ways Drifting out On modern waves The sky is black Sometimes it’s baby blue Don’t fight it, don’t run This island will come to you The sky is black Sometimes, though, it’s baby blue Don’t fight it, don’t run This island will come to Come live on His island And in his day, in his day Where everyone spoke the same Come live on Her island And in her day, in her day She knew the postmen by name Oh, for shame, for shame, for shame Well we’re drifting out In modern ways We’re drifting out We’re drifting out in 350,000,000 modern ways Well I found singularity I found it at the bottom of the Mail Online comments section Ha ha ha, laugh it off Well I found joy, peace, and understanding I found it in the comfort of my own home late at night Just scrolling, and scrolling, and scrolling Well I know I’ve seen the truth And I don’t need any of these so-called experts to tell me otherwise I’ve touched God, I’ve seen him in the palm of my hand Well we’re drifting out In modern ways Well we’re drifting out We’re drifting out in 350,000,000 modern ways Telling me we’re gonna be in those sunlit uplands I don’t know, I read it somewhere Some place on the side of a bus Aus Songtexte Mania