Текст песни Grenada

City spread below us from the hill.
The weather white gypsy town looks to be natural still.
Someone made it real one day.
Someone built a downtown mall but didn't sign their
name. [something] Cars become our castles sidewalks
open into moats. No one walks and talks a lot anymore.
So we gather round fatefully where we can hear,
nothing felt, nothing found.
I have to tell myself I'm having fun way too many
times through the night. I have to tell myself I'm
having fun way too many times through the night.
Beauty worn with age is timeless still.
Can't fill my heart 'cause I can't get my fill.Kind Of Like Spitting - Grenada - http://ru.motolyrics.com/kind-of-like-spitting/grenada-lyrics.html
And the crimes that I commit against myself.
Patience wanes and I embrace the patience that is
fear. Bitter pill. Sit alone at home and wait for
you. Seems like what a lonely man should do.
As if lovelorn, taken from a film.
Pencil in an actress with a paragraph.
How I may find peace and meaning still in a little
retreat just beyond these hills.
I have to tell myself I'm having fun way too many
times through the night. I have to tell myself I'm
having fun way too many times through the night.
I have to tell myself I'm having fun way too many times through the night.