Meander round the bend
Memories so blurry and incomplete
Too much soft focus no sharp relief
The curtain's closed
Spinning round and zoning out again
The trees the cars and a buzzing light
That white noise sound
Is a river underground
Still flowing now?
The house is sinking down
We're drunk inside the dreams with the falling leaves
The trees the cars and a buzzing light
That white noise sound
Is a river underground
The trees the cars and a buzzing light
That white noise sound
Is a river underground
Still flowing now?
