Irene

Though you hardly know her The light's on its way The hand that rests upon it Still wanna stay No way of recognizing The cat knows the call Fair child is rising There's no mystery at all It's a strange paradise It's a strange paradise You'll be waiting You'll be waiting It's a strange paradise It's a strange paradise It's a strange paradise It's a strange paradise It's a strange paradise It's a strange paradise It's a strange paradise It's a strange paradise It's a strange paradise It's a strange paradise It's a strange paradise It's a strange paradise It's a strange paradise The kind you like To come back in Wherever you go No hawk in sight The sea will dry The sun's just set The brightened lines Stick by your side Wherever you go The kind you like Have come back here They told you so Wherever you go Nobody is, is true The light's off Wherever you go Nobody is, is true The kind you like No end in sight The rest you know --- Irene - Beach House