Lay me down on the street Where the hobos meet southern day dreams I don’t know which way the wind blows But I’ll tell you what comes and goes People grow old and die cold like a Samurai Under a dim, breathtaking winter sky Perrier c’est foux Lonely days by the sea Watch the ships go by Taiwanese Half as old as the sky seems In my larger dreams Mangosteen People grow old and die cold like a Samurai Under a dim, breathtaking winter sky Perrier c’est foux
