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New Europeans

Young Europeans

New Europeans

A photograph of lovers lost lies pressed in magazines

Her eyes belong to a thousand girls, she’s the wife who’s never seen

Their educated son has left in search of borrowed dreams

His television’s in his bed, he’s frozen to the screen

New Europeans

Young Europeans

New Europeans

On a crowded beach washed by the sun, he puts his headphones on His modern world revolves around the synthesizer’s song

Full of future thoughts and thrills, his senses slip away

He’s a European legacy, a culture for today

New Europeans

Young Europeans

New Europeans

Young Europeans