Bài hát Drilling Báo Lỗi

This is us on a western Atlantic coast:

With no place to be, just taking in the sea

Tonight with a constant buzz

Staring at the ocean crashing

On all the rocks below

In this foreign home


This old story:

When we're gone I feel I'd never miss anyone

You lay in the grass along the edge


"Is this a dream?"

You ask, and I don't say anything

Because it may be a dream


And we come to this place

Like two convicts that have escaped

From the prison of everyday

And for the moment we have our stay


You tomorrow comes like disease to us


From the cliff's edge, gulls fly below us

Diving into the sea below us


And I'm not cold tonight beside you

And we're not cold tonight


This old story:

When we're gone I feel I'd never miss anyone

This old story:

Expatriate, you're coming home