From Africa To Malaga (JJ)

It's too easy to cry When everything eventually dies If not today than maybe tomorrow Don't let that thought slip away, Let it come out and play. It takes you down At the speed of sound When you're underground You never think you'll get out. Up and around Then it goes down The thought that you found Takes you to town Smashes your face, burns at your heart, Then you go home and turn it in to art. It's not easy to die No matter how dumb you are you eventually rise If not today then maybe tomorrow. Don't let that soul get away, Let it fly till your dying day. This is the chance For one last glance at why. Don't cry for the time you lost in your life. Kiss them goodbye and see what's left. I know it's you, I know it's you. I'm blistering to winds coming in from Africa to Málaga.