Rio (Hey Marseilles)

Silhouette seasons and far-away reasons are all I have now Borders can keep me if Rio will have me to dance and to drown Take to the harbor like sails to set Sleep for the evening in failed regret Hold on to skylines of pale and coal Clouds on horizons and love to grow old On the way I will go Where the days left to breathe Are not gone, are still long I am traveling on Love is a hazard in lower Manhattan You cannot escape, and musn't be saddened By men who abandon your eyes for another's There are always Brazilian boys to discover Set your sights straight now Don't forget pain Drink 'til tomorrow becomes yesterday Think of the shorelines you have yet to see Men who will hold you with eyes you believe On the way I will go Where the days left to breathe Are not gone, are still long I am traveling on On the way I will go Where the days left to breathe Are not gone, are still long I am traveling on