Durban Skies by Bastille
All that we got to be thankful for
All that we got to be thankful for
In the heat, try to love these streets
In this town, it all went down
our cromosones in C-P-R tones
in my mind, in my mind
Where you lead your lives
Before from our small island
brought right back to these shores
to these shores, to these shores
It's alive, It's alive
when I see it through your eyes
It's alive, It's alive
Now I understand your lies
Will you take me there
You show me the city
I see it through your eyes
Will you take me there
We drive through the city
beneath the Durban Skies
Oh oh oh..
All that we got to be thankful for
On the day you made your vows
The heaven's open, the rain poured down, poured down
Down, Down
Grey and brown, the seventees
It shoots you war, and the ones you love
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