O.C. (REMAKE)
The sun was shining...
Good Morning shuttle bus,
Where shall you be taking us?
Some place that I have never been.
It's cheap transportation,
To new destinations,
Where I leave my reflection on the glass...
In chilly sub depth railways,
In abandoned stairways,
Send me to the Crystal sands,
To untouched lands...
Under the Crystal sands,
I lay hand in hand,
With unpolluted dreams,
&& made up scenes.
FIN.
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