Continental Songtext
von Christina Rosenvinge

What is with this city,
That holds you like a screw,
Asking you to come back
′Cause something is here for you.

Everyone is hungry
But a six percent
Angels keep us dreaming
'Cause angels pay no rent.

Farewell kaleidoscope girl
I′m off with tomorrow's flight.
Your grace was mine for a while
But who can stand to your height?


I'm packing up my houseware,
Furniture′s for sale,
I forgot the last time
I saw the big white whale.

Even now you are pretty
With no frontal teeth,
Gathering your pieces,
Gasping out to breath.

Farewell kaleidoscope girl
I′m off with tomorrow's flight.
Your grace was mine for a while
But who can stand to your height?

Farewell kaleidoscope girl
I′m off with tomorrow's flight.
Your grace was mine for a while
But who can stand to your height?