Seasons greetings on a shoreline day

Threading it along through a super 8

She sways in the movie, he got something to see

No joy ever after

Don't bring me back to get some more

I can close my eyes and see her

I'm looking at what we were before

I can close my eyes and see her

Paris is waiting in a vacant lot

She wanted something he couldn't figure out

A shot in his pouch, a piece of land

No joy ever after

In one burst of fire she dreamed about escaping

To a place without language, she vanishes the trailer

Every man has his voice in her silent routine

No joy ever after

Don't bring me back to get some more

I can close my eyes and see her

I'm looking at what we were before

I can close my eyes and see her

I'm looking at what we were before

I can close my eyes and see her