Treasure Island

Old Amsterdam

(12.12.88 / Soul Asylum)

Clean forward view

Right, move on baby, walking in the sun
Morning, when everything is clearly
I'm getting harder to moving
To catch air that might show me

Mummy, stand here please hold me
Let me feel I'm so sweet
I never lied, I have seen a clean forward view

I catch falling sun in the bay
I stop rising moon in the country way
I hold everybody, every stranger

You know that I followed the Marks
Who take me away from here
All in all it's everyday

Evening, when everything is drowning
I'm getting sick to laughing
At all the thing show me stupid
Right, stand up dear, don't crying in the night

Submitted: Monday, May 14, 2007
Edited: Friday, February 25, 2011

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