Morning breaks in the Anthropocene Miami trip to Lincoln finds no refuge And neither do I mimic octopus or thermonuclear bomb Now your song is sweet as a garden growing in your mind Sadness is leaving you Sadness is leaving you I shot from a gun in L.A. night What is right in your heart? I don't know Search the pages of the truth Somewhere down there's a fire And morning Sadness is leaving you Your sadness is leaving Your sadness is leaving Morning breaks in the Anthropocene Miami trip to Lincoln finds no refuge And neither do I mimic octopus or thermonuclear bomb Now your song is sweet as a garden growing in your mind Sadness is leaving you Your sadness is leaving you Your sadness is leaving Your sadness is leaving Thank you for watching!
