A.C. Newman
A.C. Newman
A.C. Newman
A.C. Newman
A.C. Newman
A.C. Newman
A.C. Newman
A.C. Newman
A.C. Newman
A.C. Newman
A.C. Newman
A.C. Newman
Way down in / (way down in)
The land of twins / (way down in)
We tell ourselves the part like this:
By clues we leave / (clues we leave)
The things that breathe / (things that breathe)
Down at the bottom of the sea
We're on the wrong side
Of young Atlantis
I ah ah ah ah ah
Fashioned out / (fashioned out)
Of rags and straw / (rags and straw)
To flow took you only so far
Your face, my shade / (face my shade)
My soul, your page / (soul your page)
You changed, you knew that I loved you, Blue
And on the wrong side
Of young Atlantis
I ah ah ah ah ah
And I loved you, Blue
Yes, I loved you, Blue
Some treasure stripped / (treasure stripped)
From sunken ships / (sunken ships)
From those who sailed and lost their shit
But not their way / (not their way)
They sail with me / (sail with me)
They drown with me, they ride for free
And on the wrong side
Of young Atlantis
I ah ah ah ah ah
And on the wrong side
Of young Atlantis
I ah ah ah ah ah