Switzerland
Try to break me if you can
I'll turn into Switzerland
I recoil at the sound of petty bleak scenes going down
Isolation keeps me sane, the contemplation recalls my name
Hey Geneva never leave ya
City of Friends we'll make amends
Ready ears of intimacy, they're designed by diplomacy
Gossip of this and a sip of that, family hairdos are under the hat
Your'e aging faster than you'll ever know
Moving slower ceasing to grow
Try to make me if you can, I'll return into Switzerland
To my haven of ice and snow, understanding and letting go...
Try to break me if you can, Try to make me if you can
I'll return to Switzerland I turn into Switzerland...