Tekstovi: The Hoosiers. Sarajevo.

We were the lucky few
A luck we soon outgrew
And now onstead we drift again
How i miss Sarajevo

Oh we were lost at sea
To pause for thought then we
Slip beneath the foam and fall
Down to the seabed

Good time die young
For the Faraway Kids on the run
Nowhere to hide
The Faraway Kids
The Faraway Kids

At night my soul sets sail
In minute detail
When i wake i cry for i
Have lost Sarajevo

Oh the charges lacked all proof
And failed to liht the fuse
For the Little Brutes
But i forsook Sarajevo

Good times die young
For the Faraway Kids on the run
Nowhere to hide

Faraway Kids
Faraway Kids

I can't outrun
The terrible thing i have done
I can't outrun

Faraway Kids
Faraway Kids

(Merci a Surmont pour cettes paroles)