Silhouette seasons and far-away
Reasons are all I have now
Borders can keep me if Rio
Will have me to dance and to drown
Take to the harbor like sails to set
Sleep for the evening in failed regret
Hold on to skylines of pale and coal
Clouds on horizons and love to grow old
On the way I will go
Where the days left to breathe
Are not gone, are still long
I am traveling on
Love is a hazard in lower Manhattan
You cannot escape, and musn't be saddened
By men who abandon your eyes for another's
There are always Brazilian boys to discover
Set your sights straight now
Don't forget pain
Drink 'til tomorrow becomes yesterday
Think of the shorelines you have yet to see
Men who will hold you with eyes you believe
On the way I will go
Where the days left to breathe
Are not gone, are still long
I am traveling on
On the way I will go
Where the days left to breathe
Are not gone, are still long
I am traveling on
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