you interpreters of bar tops
and asian plateau trains
all you who come from music and its makers,
the hands who've carried the intentions of
foreign sunsets and plastic starlight
the awkward waking of
homecoming
you've run, well out ahead of me
don't stray so far,
that i can't find you
and asian plateau trains
all you who come from music and its makers,
the hands who've carried the intentions of
foreign sunsets and plastic starlight
the awkward waking of
homecoming
you've run, well out ahead of me
don't stray so far,
that i can't find you