Mumbles Lyrics

Spies, why are you leading us
To the ripe promise of drier land?
I can't go, there can't be none there anyway
Running over bridges so fair and powerlines

You're beautiful, from far away,
But we don't even have a place where we can be alone (x2)

Tries, we try to be someone
Every night, marching the foreign lands
Each day greyer, so conveyer, dynamo,
Doubts are broken, arms are spoken, anyhow

You're beautiful, from far away,
But we don't even have a place where we can be alone (x2)

Where we can be alone (x8)