Arcadia

Cars, they were passing Waves, they were crashing on the shore Fingers were burning the pages they're turning And I want more Here I ran from the west Unto ruins where the sun dances with death Arcadia, Arcadia Now she holds me tight like I held you Arcadia, Arcadia Hour after hour, golden blue To be had Arcadia, Arcadia Now I know that time forgets us too Arcadia, Arcadia Hour after hour, golden blue