Ramona Lisa - Arcadia Тексты

Cars they were passing
Waves they were crashing on the shore
Fingers were burning
The pages they're turning
And I want more

Here I ran
From the west
Unto ruins
Where the sun dances with death

Arcadia, Arcadia
Now she holds me tight like I held you

Arcadia, Arcadia
Hour after hour gold and blue

To be had...

Arcadia, Arcadia
Now I know that time forgets us too

Arcadia, Arcadia
Hour after hour gold and blue