Fancy Place To Die

a hall with lights and echoes

where our sound so softly flows

underneath the chandeliers

with lots of twinkling crystal glows

the bass's tender kiss

in this symphony of bliss

this place is where i find

space and peace within my mind

crowd's a sea of faces

in this place of endless spaces

and the silence after show

leaves no more traces

a guitar gently strums

to the beat of distant drums

feel lost in this reverie

and there is no one to be seen

a fancy place to die

to leave me high and dry

would be the here and the now we're in

no paris no berlin

right here right now where the spotlights glow

life's chorus rings and lets time flow

it ain't about names on a sign

i want it here where i feel fine

where the drumming is so tight

there is always land in sight

don't care if wrong or right

bless you i see the light

a fancy place to die

to leave me high and dry

would be the here and the now we're in

no paris no berlin

i don't want to die right now

but if i did i would like to die in a fancy place like here

i do not need no big city or other hipster things

just a stage and a place and people like you

a fancy place to die

to leave me high and dry

would be the here and the now we're in

no paris no berlin

would be the here and the now we're in

no paris no berlin