Kodacrome – Panama Lyrics

Borrowed wheels idling on the heels of your door,
Make a choice, this time good's just a pale shade of poor.
Miles and hours, ships and tanks, what's a forescore of steps?
Count them out, add them up, turn around and subtract.

Circle round, picture planes, model cars, bottled boats,
Think of how heavy things shouldn't fly, shouldn't float.

A man abandoned.
A man abandoned.
A man abandoned.

Miles and hours, ships and tanks, what's a forescore of steps?
Count them out, add them up, turn around and subtract.

A man abandoned.
A man abandoned.
A man abandoned.

A man abandoned.
A man abandoned.
A man abandoned.

A man, a plan, a canal abandoned.
A man, a plan, a canal abandoned.

A man abandoned.
A man abandoned.
A man abandoned.

A man abandoned.
A man abandoned.
A man abandoned.

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