We hit the blue fields. In the blue sedan we didn't get much further. Just as the sun was rising in the mist. We were all alone, we didn't need much more.
Jacaranda. Help me out tomorrow. Jacaranda. Don't want to be alone. Keep falling over. A spell that brings me sorrow. Give and take. I shouldn't be afraid.
Hearing - Talking - Yes I - Love you. . Set your heart sail on the river. Look around you as you drift downstream Hearing. Pouring souls into the ocean Talking.
Such a strange pre-occupation. Such a strange, peculiar breed. How it's shining in its armour. Made of gold and made of steel. It can strike a chord inside you.