Из альбома: The Brilliant Masses
Good morning stranger good morning sun
Good morning stranger What have you become
Good morning stranger good morning sun
Good morning stranger What have you become
The world is a bug
Wrapped within a sheet
Constantly protected
In motion while we sleep
With eyes wide open
In a box ready to ship
I´m waiting for a signal
Before we get hit
Good morning stranger good morning sun
Good morning stranger What have you become
Good morning stranger good morning sun
Good morning stranger What have you become
The world is a bug
And it sucks all your blood
It´s juvenile and forgotten
It loves to be loved
The river runs deep
It covers all these lines
Every single piece of you
Every single piece of me
Good morning stranger good morning sun
Good morning stranger What have you become
Good morning stranger good morning sun
Good morning stranger What have you become