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Sweep slides on my stereo
Short wave ride my rodeo
Became from Addis Savalon
But I'm flyin' to Istanbul
Oh, so why don't you meet me there?
There is no nation of you
There is no nation of me
Our only nation lives in lucid dreams
Lucid dreams
I'm living in lucid dreams
I'm living on shortwave streams tonight
Well, I'll dial Alexandria
If you dial into Ithaca
South Fisher, German bite
