| Lyrics: | The gentle taste of orange
A garden of fruit and flowers is what I embrace
In ocean
blue eyes, in each one's an island
I'm stranded within your love
And as I fall deeper
than ever
And as we kiss, we're each other's guide into the unknown
WHERE MEN
DO NOT RETURN, WHERE MEN DO NOT FORGET
THE SWEETEST SUICIDE, AS IF WE DON'T EXIST BUT LIVE
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The presence of angels, the inscense of Indochine
The quietness of movements, the
slowness of Africa
A Point of know return, no way out of here
Nothing compares to
you
Anything goes
And as I breathe deeper than ever
I'm coming home, I'm coming
home to the unknown
WHERE MEN DO NOT RETURN. |
