Siamese

Siamese
You won't believe the breeze
Could belong to you
Overseas
The faded blues and greens
That were a part of you

So should we appease
The land and the trees
The clouds and the stars?
The way that they are

Out of reach
Your favorite city dreams
In violent neon scenes
Fragrant leaves
That peace that summer sleep
We almost realized

That if we appeasе
The land and the trees
The clouds and thе stars
We'd stay where we are

All the places you'll go
You'll never be alone
Always be your home
Always be your home