Song | Southeast of Boston |
Artist | June of 44 |
Album | Anahata |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Our airplane, flies high, and higher | |
Our airspace, looks right, it's perfect, from up here | |
We touch down, we come down, completely, full of fear | |
They meet us, good people, they're right here | |
Their island, their palace, makes us high, and higher | |
Catania, so full, soulful, gigantic |