Tracks of the Green Line - Deep Sea Diver

Tracks of the Green Line, straight through the city

Are curling your lips in a smile.

Infinite gesture of kindness and care, no feet of deception

Could ever draw near.

Paint the apartment, listening to ABBA.

Cling to the warm summer air.

Melody of redemption and sorrow.

There’s no escape and nothing can draw from your harmony.

This is your harmony.

This is your harmony.

This is your harmony.

How could it get better?

Under the stairway safe house tomorrow

I tell you all that I’ve done.

Eternal longings sift through your ear.

You hold me close and nothing can draw from your harmony.

This is your harmony.

This is your harmony.

This is your harmony.

How could it get any better?

Tracks of the Green Line, straight through the city

Are curling your lips in a smile.

Infinite gesture of kindness and care, no feet of deception

Could ever draw near to your harmony.

This is your harmony.

This is your harmony.

This is your harmony.

How could it get in any better?