Running down an empty street
Perhaps it was a railway station
Smell of ??? cologne
The sound of a celebration:
Oh-oh-oh dislocation
Oh-oh-oh dislocation
Just a swimmer growing dimmer in the glimmer of a summer
Waving gladly, swimming madly, never never going under
The sun was going down one quiet evening
Someone came into the room while I was half-asleep
We spoke for a while, I couldn't see his face
Later on when he was gone, I realised I didn't catch his name
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3 times and fade)
Just a swimmer growing dimmer in the glimmer of a summer
Waving gladly, swimming madly, never never going under