Testo Cafe lights Hey Marseilles

Cafe lights

Hold your map upright so the clouds and coast align
They’ve got old wars won, a bright brown sun, the crowds to sing alright
The lion’s share can rest as we sit in café lights
In a neighborhood where all that should may or may not be right

Make your way back home again. I am here still
These sideway streets are straight and true by strain and will
Make your way back home again at a slow pace
Promise me from sound to sea you’re mine always

Untimely make your way to the tarmac baggage claim
It’s all for naught if we forgot. I hope our hope’s the same
Sing praise to stars aligned. Rejoice that love is blind
To the end of days we’ll have to say you are the best I’ll find

I am leaving harbor if you cannot remember
Take me where you’re going in the light shade of December
The plains I see are floating. The grains I see are growing
Take me to the only place I see you’re going