(Whoah, a-whoah, a-whoah, a-whoah whoa, whoa a-whoa, a-whoah.)
(Whoah, a-whoah, a-whoah, a-whoah whoa, whoa a-whoa, a-whoah.)
The door slam loud and rolls up a cloud of dust, on us.
Footsteps follow, down through the hollow sound, torn up.
And you will go to Mykonos,
With a vision of a gentle coast.
And a sun to maybe dissipate,
Shadows of the mess you made.
(Whoah, a-whoah....)
(Whoah, a-whoah....)
How did any holes in the snow tipped pines, I find,
Hatching from the seed of your thin mind, all night?
And you will go to Mykonos,
With a vision of a gentle coast.
And a sun to maybe dissipate,
Shadows of the mess you made.
(Whoah, a-whoah....)
(Whoah, a-whoah....)
Brother you don't need to turn me away.
I was waiting down at the ancient gate.
You go,
Wherever you go today.
You go, today.
I remember how they took you down,
As the winter turned the meadow brown.
You go,
Wherever you go today,
You go today.
When I'm walking brother don't you forget,
It ain't often that you'll ever find a friend.
You go,
Wherever you go today,
You go today.
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