Dislocation

Running down an empty street Perhaps it was a railway station Smell of eau de cologne The sound of a celebration Oh, oh, oh, dislocation Oh, oh, oh, dislocation Just a swimmer growing dimmer In the glimmer of a summer Waving gladly, swimming madly Never never going under Oh, oh, oh, dislocation Oh, oh, oh, dislocation The sun was going down one quiet evening Someone came into the room while I was half-asleep We spoke for a while, I couldn't see his face Later on when he was gone, I realized I didn't catch his name Oh, oh, oh, dislocation Oh, oh, oh, dislocation Oh, oh, oh, dislocation Oh, oh, oh, dislocation Oh, oh, oh, dislocation Oh, oh, oh, dislocation Oh, oh, oh, dislocation Just a swimmer growing dimmer In the glimmer of a summer Waving gladly, swimming madly Never, never going under