Andreya Triana A Town Called Obsolete
As I sit here with this urgency And nobody to the side of me All quiet and alone Needing answers of the unknown Flitting between the real and aloof A strenghtening pulse of these blues Sketched out and oh so confused Just keep calling
Put it down and it will come around A hidden street A town called obsolete
Put it down and it will come around A hidden street A town called obsolete
I glance out at the invisible Winding it round, keeping me so warm Impatiently overload Missing someone that I've never known Flitting between the plead and the truth At times I'm wondering what's the use? So I ease out a righteous pursuit Just keep calling Just keep calling
Put it down and it will come around A hidden street A town called obsolete
Put it down and it will come around A hidden street A town called obsolete
Put it down and it will come around A hidden street A town called obsolete
Put it down and it will come around A hidden street A town called obsolete
