Normandy — Motorama

normandie i haven't been here before i haven't been here before i haven't been here

where everything sinks in your beautiful thoughts where my pleasure is light of a firework i stand still on the edge, can't remember that feeling i can't remember that place

rain and fog i travelled by train too long i travelled by train for so long i travelled by train alone

unfamiliar sound of a mystery place i was lying alone with the hands on my face i was lying alone with a miserable feeling of felicity