Booch Capelo:
beach boys
Booch Capelo:
taking over.
Booch Capelo:
futures
Booch Capelo:
kids in america
Booch Capelo:
tides
Booch Capelo:
you know the drill
Booch Capelo:
the city feels clean this time of night.
Booch Capelo:
still young
Booch Capelo:
slowly d r i f t i n g
Booch Capelo:
don't leave me hanging on
Booch Capelo:
the hunt
Booch Capelo:
...and fly
Booch Capelo:
spread your wings
Booch Capelo:
simple kind of life
Booch Capelo:
gamble and spent
Booch Capelo:
carry me away
Booch Capelo:
-
Booch Capelo:
don't let them break your stride
Booch Capelo:
almost home
Booch Capelo:
you're half a world away...
Booch Capelo:
there are voices in my head, that my heart is trying hard to drum out.
Booch Capelo:
deteriorate
Booch Capelo:
absent.
