Lirieke: Steel Train. Trampoline. Dakota.
Please remember the nights that we spent
In the city where you lay, we were young and nearly famous
But lightning strikes, buildings fall, and everything did change
Come on, Dakota
Tell me you don't wish I was still the same
I know a man dressed as a woman, heels, curly wig and nails
Fell for a boy who sold him powder and pills
And the younger boy with the older man, he made it all wrong
And in Dakota
These awful things burn away with the sun
Yes, in Dakota
These awful things are gone with morning sun
There was a boy who sang his song just different
So they stabbed him in the arms
Blood washed down him like a faucet
He cried for help and no one came, he died in the rain
And in Dakota
One day he will wake up unchanged
Yes, in Dakota
One day you will wake up unchained
Please remember the nights we spent alone
In the city where you lay, we are young and nearly famous
But thunder cracks and buildings burn, everything will change
Come on, Dakota
I know we can always be the same
And in Dakota
I know we can always be the same
Yes, in Dakota
It's okay to feel a little strange
In the city where you lay, we were young and nearly famous
But lightning strikes, buildings fall, and everything did change
Come on, Dakota
Tell me you don't wish I was still the same
I know a man dressed as a woman, heels, curly wig and nails
Fell for a boy who sold him powder and pills
And the younger boy with the older man, he made it all wrong
And in Dakota
These awful things burn away with the sun
Yes, in Dakota
These awful things are gone with morning sun
There was a boy who sang his song just different
So they stabbed him in the arms
Blood washed down him like a faucet
He cried for help and no one came, he died in the rain
And in Dakota
One day he will wake up unchanged
Yes, in Dakota
One day you will wake up unchained
Please remember the nights we spent alone
In the city where you lay, we are young and nearly famous
But thunder cracks and buildings burn, everything will change
Come on, Dakota
I know we can always be the same
And in Dakota
I know we can always be the same
Yes, in Dakota
It's okay to feel a little strange