Tristesse Lyrics by Church, The

Tristesse Lyrics

    Here in this desert, beneath the sun and stars
    Still troubled by the rumblings of a million distant cars
    Please be good to me tonight, let me find my way
    The air has some command in it i cannot disobey
    A gunfight in dodge city, a murder in bombay
    All these deeds and worldly needs i must shrug off today
    All my life spent searching for prowess
    Left me lying here with you, tristesse

    I was working in an orchard that grew the strangest fruit
    It wasn't mother nature that made those trees take root
    Your children cannot hear you, they only want your loot
    You hold on to their essence like a parachute
    They never believed you were in distress
    Now you've gone and left them with tristesse

    Oh, waters inflamed
    Ah, fires burning out
    Ah, ice melting down
    Ah, fires burnt out

    A hotel suite in a rich man's town, a hut in botany bay
    A prisoner by my own device, a mountain in my way
    I'm gonna have to alter my address
    "cause i can't stay much longer with tristesse
    And they call this carnival progress
    Invited by our queen tonight, tristesse

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