Map of Lake Victoria

After all, the only thing I conceal
Is, though I don't get all the signs, I feel
That the saints of the day, they gather here
They gather here, right here

And we have some decisions to make
That we make for the choices sake
I should be off to see the world around
With your sunscreen as my veil

So wake me up at seven
And turn time around
We'll ignore the flags on the beaches
Say, "We'll be gone soon anyway"
Then your face is painted with lipstick
On the Lake Victoria shore
Serenity is all we have, anyway

And then it turns out we sit still
You say: "What's the best way to abandon
What we have picked up on the way"

"How many times we let our self, feel fine?"
Instead of chasing dreams again
We should give up then resign

To the only thing I conceal
While I don't get any signs, I feel
That the saints of the day, they gather here
They gather here, right here



Credits
Writer(s): Magnus Askjer Lefsaker
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