We found our own place
Making money for the first time
We burned the days away
Sitting pretty on a landslide
They would come when I called out

Premonitions fail to blow out
Fire in the future lighthouse
But where were you
When I called out?

We built a hideaway
Selling tickets to the afterlife
We blew our minds away
Tripping softly on a landline
They would come when I called out

Premonitions fail to blow out
Fire in the future lighthouse
But where were you
When I called out?


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Fantasy II song meanings
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