Elan They Came From The City
They came from the city Had to get out for a while Now they’re sitting on the fields Watching the wind blow our worries away And the band’s playing a tune that talks about California And the sky’s about to cry There’s a man who came all the way from New Mexico Who forgot just what he came looking for He says if we keep searching we’ll find our soul At the bottom of a tunnel Then we’re free to run away Come with me Come with me It’s only us out here And at the end of the day we’ll still be awake And we’ll dance around the fire And tell stories of yesterday Then we’ll walk away into the endless ocean of insanity And pretend to be OK It’s not me anyway
