Lyrics Dancing On The Graves Of Le Corbusier's Dreams - Karl Hyde

Dancing On The Graves Of Le Corbusier's Dreams

I feel like I’m turning
Into an imaginary boy
An animal running on instinct
precinct you get
Between heroic facades
And concrete boulevards
I was dancing on the graves of Corbusier’s dreams
Dancing on the graves of Le Corbusier’s dreams but
Even he in all his vision
Could never have imagined one as beautiful as you
Forever smiling freely
Giving it away to keep it
Standing at a kiosk selling coffee at the station
At the gateway of an abandoned town
You stopped me turning into a legendary insect
in a bedsit
Could never right a place like this
Could never right a place like this
But you were smiling
Giving it away for free
As you always do
Channelling laughter from the sun
Giving it out to everyone
And your image it reminds me
I’m as happy as I choose to be
And you and me go dancing, dancing
On all the graves of Le Corbusier’s dreams
And even he with all his great vision
Could never have imagined one as beautiful as you
I feel like I was turning into an imaginary boy
An animal running on instinct
up the precinct again
Between heroic facades
And concrete boulevards