Testo di Tourists

Can you see sharks from helicopters 'Cause I can't see them from planes Night is choked by illumination Tourists are swimming in their clothes Dream I'm awake And you wish you were sleeping I know that you've gone away, gone away I'm better off, hot pink with your phone number Fold into truth so well The Sun arrives the way a dream is broken Reasons we give Stories we tell He's the kind that keeps his windows open Talk to him, I might fall in Love breaks through gold, e'er summer Drown in delta waves again