Cities
SiameseOh, how we move
To the backdance of the waterrun
That mood
Because in the mood
Taking waterruns 'til we're drying back
There must be somebody that we can't blame
We better blame ourselves than blaming anyone else
We move
Oh, how we move
To the backdance of the waterruns
I miss the blue, my mercy
As we're drying our ray
I miss slaying the backgrass
As cities die in the sun, stay
I miss the blue, my mercy
As we're drying our ray
I miss slaying the backgrass
As cities die in the sun, stay
As cities die in the sun, stay
As cities die in the sun, stay
We dance
Oh, how we dance
As the sun raises the waterruns
For you
Because in you
As we bake her with our frozen nets
There must be somebody that we can't blame
We better blame ourselves than blaming anyone else
We dance
Oh, how we dance
As the sun raises the waterruns
I miss the blue, my mercy
As we're drying our ray
I miss slaying the backgrass
As cities die in the sun, stay
I miss the blue, my mercy
As we're drying our ray
I miss slaying the backgrass
As cities die in the sun, stay
As cities die in the sun, stay
As cities die in the sun, stay
This is how we put fingers at them good cities in the sun
This is how we put fingers at them good cities in the sun
This is how we put fingers at them good cities in the sun
This is how we put fingers at them good cities in the sun