Tokyo Paris L.A. Milan

Tokyo, Paris, L.A., Milan Dropped our bodies at dew first dawn Children singing on the lawn Chanting to come inside Riding on a Tokyo train Green glass pressed upon my brain I overheard a man exclaim Speaking cultures of the past We left from Paris at 9 a.m Bodies swayed from end to end Black and blue, they threw you in Oh, what a sight We took a ship all night Born on a sidewalk Cardboard in hand Living underground between sea and land Horses in the stables Hungry and clean Back inside Who could be free? L.A. lit up just like a dream From a hill at night We were sure we heard the movies scream For they were happy to be dying Then we awoke in due Milan Like mom and dad back on the farm With buried treasure on the lawn It must've washed into the sea Tokyo, Paris, L.A., Milan All these cities, dead and gone Oh, how I wish I was on the final coming tide Tokyo, Paris, L.A., Milan Tokyo, Paris, L.A., Milan Tokyo, Paris, L.A., Milan Tokyo, Paris, L.A., Milan Tokyo, Paris, L.A., Milan Tokyo, Paris, L.A., Milan Tokyo, Paris, L.A., Milan Tokyo, Paris, L.A., Milan