Beaches, make the sand white
Make the sand, all romantic and shit
Palm trees, branches, imagine them, green, naive and shining with pride
Oh arrogant island, be buried in
Humility like your beaches were buried in ash (buried in ash)
Who will, remember you, now? (now)
Billows and billows, see the smoke rise, a smoke stack for every sin
But did they believe that, at the center of the island was a volcano?
Oh no. oh no!
Who will remember you now? youre dead and gone
We came here on a plane, just a couple of scientists, oh oh oh!
Among the ruins and remains, this island could have been saved, oh oh oh!
But some people just choose death and cant see a way out
Till their bones are all thats left, and their cests are hollowed out
Some people never know, too caught up in the beautiful
That their hearts a volcano
Gatsbys American Dream - Speaker For The Dead Lyrics
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Beaches, make the sand white
Make the sand, all romantic and shit
Palm trees, branches, imagine them, green, naive and shining with pride
Oh arrogant island, be buried in
Humility like your beaches were buried in ash (buried in ash)
Who will, remember you, now? (now)
Billows and billows, see the smoke rise, a smoke stack for every sin
But did they believe that, at the center of the island was a volcano?
Oh no. oh no!
Who will remember you now? youre dead and gone
We came here on a plane, just a couple of scientists, oh oh oh!
Among the ruins and remains, this island could have been saved, oh oh oh!
But some people just choose death and cant see a way out
Till their bones are all thats left, and their cests are hollowed out
Some people never know, too caught up in the beautiful
That their hearts a volcano
Make the sand, all romantic and shit
Palm trees, branches, imagine them, green, naive and shining with pride
Oh arrogant island, be buried in
Humility like your beaches were buried in ash (buried in ash)
Who will, remember you, now? (now)
Billows and billows, see the smoke rise, a smoke stack for every sin
But did they believe that, at the center of the island was a volcano?
Oh no. oh no!
Who will remember you now? youre dead and gone
We came here on a plane, just a couple of scientists, oh oh oh!
Among the ruins and remains, this island could have been saved, oh oh oh!
But some people just choose death and cant see a way out
Till their bones are all thats left, and their cests are hollowed out
Some people never know, too caught up in the beautiful
That their hearts a volcano
Writer: ROBERT EARL DARLING, RUDY BYRON GAJADHAR, KIRK CHRISTIAN HUFFMAN, NICHOLAS HUNTER NEWSHAM
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Performed By: Gatsbys American Dream
Language: English
Length: 6:04
Written by: ROBERT EARL DARLING, RUDY BYRON GAJADHAR, KIRK CHRISTIAN HUFFMAN, NICHOLAS HUNTER NEWSHAM