OUR NEXT SHOW

Disco

All the lights they went out in the valley
All the lights they went out in the town
I was crawling on my knees through the heartache alley
and laid my weary head upon the ground

Said I get so tired of living like this
When the love you give me so hit and miss
Calling through the wind and the rain
Lift me up and heal my pain

I might be down in the inferno
I'm in Arcadia tomorrow
I might be down in the inferno
I'm in Arcadia tomorrow
tomorrow,
tomorrow (tomorrow)
tomorrow (tomorrow)
tomorrow in Arcadia

The swans they glide easy on the water
The swallows they fly high above the ground
You drift on by unruffled and I'll learn to do the same
and I'll disappear from view without a sound

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All lyrics © 2010 Big Hand