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[Verse 1:]
I look down from my window
To the island where I'm held,
They listen while you're sleeping,
And darkness is itself.
Tomorrow I'm disappearing,
‘Cause the trees are amplified,
The never ending broadcast
To which I do not aspire.
[Chorus:]
Kid, the mausoleum's fallen,
And the perfect avenues
Will seem empty without you,
And the pink light that bathed the great leaders is fading,
By the time your sun is rising there,
Out here it's turning blue.
The silver rocket's coming,
And the cherry trees of Pyongyang,
I'm leaving.
[Verse 2:]
I feel like I'm floating
Processed in Auto-Tune,
The never ending roll on
To the palace of the doomed.
Temperature keeps falling,
Soon there will be no lights,
Just a red glow, glass coffin
Watched by someone through the night.
[Chorus:]
Kid, the mausoleum's fallen,
And the perfect avenues
Will seem empty without you,
And the pink light that bathed the great leaders is fading,
By the time your sun is rising there,
Out here it's turning blue.
The silver rocket's coming,
And the cherry trees of Pyongyang,
I'm leaving.
There will be no light,
Someone through the night.
[Chorus:]
Kid, the mausoleum's fallen,
And the perfect avenues
Will seem empty without you,
And the pink light that bathed the great leaders is fading,
By the time your sun is rising there,
Out here it's turning blue.
The silver rocket's coming,
And the cherry trees of Pyongyang,
I'm leaving.
I look down from my window
To the island where I'm held,
They listen while you're sleeping,
And darkness is itself.
Tomorrow I'm disappearing,
‘Cause the trees are amplified,
The never ending broadcast
To which I do not aspire.
[Chorus:]
Kid, the mausoleum's fallen,
And the perfect avenues
Will seem empty without you,
And the pink light that bathed the great leaders is fading,
By the time your sun is rising there,
Out here it's turning blue.
The silver rocket's coming,
And the cherry trees of Pyongyang,
I'm leaving.
[Verse 2:]
I feel like I'm floating
Processed in Auto-Tune,
The never ending roll on
To the palace of the doomed.
Temperature keeps falling,
Soon there will be no lights,
Just a red glow, glass coffin
Watched by someone through the night.
[Chorus:]
Kid, the mausoleum's fallen,
And the perfect avenues
Will seem empty without you,
And the pink light that bathed the great leaders is fading,
By the time your sun is rising there,
Out here it's turning blue.
The silver rocket's coming,
And the cherry trees of Pyongyang,
I'm leaving.
There will be no light,
Someone through the night.
[Chorus:]
Kid, the mausoleum's fallen,
And the perfect avenues
Will seem empty without you,
And the pink light that bathed the great leaders is fading,
By the time your sun is rising there,
Out here it's turning blue.
The silver rocket's coming,
And the cherry trees of Pyongyang,
I'm leaving.
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