Bridges and Powerlines
Mumbles
Spies, why are you leading usTo the ripe promise of drier land?I can't go, there can't be none there anywayRunning over bridges so fair and powerlinesYou're beautiful, from far away,But we don't even have a place where we can be alone (x2)Tries, we try to be someoneEvery night, marching the foreign landsEach day greyer, so conveyer, dynamo,Doubts are broken, arms are spoken, anyhowYou're beautiful, from far away,But we don't even have a place where we can be alone (x2)Where we can be alone (x8)
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