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Empire Of The Sun

Walking on a dream How can I explain? Talking to myself Will I see again? We are always running For the thrill of it, thrill of it Always pushing up

Come on now can we talk about it like we used to talk about Hotel in the hills with a carousel Farmhouse in the front a tractor in the lounge Oh oh oh

Standing on the shore Waiting for the ship in call There's something in the way I move That keeps them on their own The stars explodes a storm A billion

i asked the world a question when did you begin ? i asked him of his problems when did you go wrong ? my singing cells have power an army by my side

Got you everything I wanted when I wasn't sitting on it Got you everything I wanted when I wasn't sitting on it Got you everything I wanted when

When about midnight roosters at the hip tight Played the blues with Cool Kite Shot a round with Heather Smite Mixed my drinks with Mia Town Smoked hip

you're a far cry from an empire at peace I've got my knives in the heart of my sleeves But this weather's getting too nice for me To keep an empire

he wakes up in the morning Don't know where His eyes do squint The sun does glare Stands up yawns Does stretch his limbs Turns his face to the sun

deep as whales sleep Counting heroes on my feet Widow in a falling star Healing scars with my guitar Sirens speak to apple tree And the tiger plays a part [ Empire Of The Sun