Sarajevo Lyrics

We were the lucky few. 
A luck we soon outgrew, 
And now instead we drift again. 
How I miss Sarajevo. 

Oh we were lost at sea, 
A pause for thought, the we 
Slip beneath the foam and fall 
Down to the seabed. 

Good times die young, 
For the Faraway Kids on the run. 
Nowhere to hide. 
The Faraway Kids. 
The Faraway Kids. 

At night, my soul sets sail 
In minute detail. 
When I wake, I cry. For I 
I have lost Sarajevo. 

Oh, the charges lacked all proof, 
And failed to light the fuse 
For the Little Brutes, 
But I forsook Sarajevo. 

Good times die young, 
For the Faraway Kids on the run. 
Nowhere to hide. 

I can't outrun 
The terrible things I have done. 
I can't outrun 
The Faraway kids.


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