Lay me down on the street
Where the hobos meet southern day dreams
I don’t know which way the wind blows
But I’ll tell you what comes and goes
People grow old and die cold like a Samurai
Under a dim, breathtaking winter sky
Perrier c’est foux
Lonely days by the sea
Watch the ships go by Taiwanese
Half as old as the sky seems
In my larger dreams Mangosteen
People grow old and die cold like a Samurai
Under a dim, breathtaking winter sky
Perrier c’est foux
