The Jayhawks - Rotterdam op Lyrkit

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Rotterdam

Rotterdam

From the mountains to the prairies, little babies
Everybody swims
Right inside of him
As the clouds of my devotion cry upon me
Yellow-paneled walls
Ocre-colored stalls

Listen to the tram as it makes a sound
When's the right girl gonna come along?
Dark and light and brittle break the light
Truth begins to smile, look me in the eyes

From the train in Manchester, England, the wheels scrape lightly
Colored by the beverages
Balance out the averages
It's tired bird that swims across the ocean
Curvatures of rain
Bottomed out too late

Listen to the tram as it makes a sound
When's the right girl gonna come along?
Dark and light and brittle break the light
Truth begins to smile, look me in the eyes
Everybody calls when you make the rounds
Everybody knows when you come to town
Following the white and the nausea

From the train in Manchester, England
Lightning fills the sky
As I see you wave goodbye
From the mountains to the prairies, little babies
Everybody swims
Right inside of him

Listen to the tram as it makes a sound
When's the right girl gonna come along?
Dark and light and brittle break the light
Truth begins to smile, look me in the eyes
Everybody calls when you make the rounds
Everybody knows when you come to town
Following the white and the nausea

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