I'm moving to tokyo

Cuz I'm tired of san francisco

My contracts are finally void

And I am getting out

On houses and building tops

I swallow the beams and sun drops

If my echos can reach your ears

Then I could save my calls

What happens when I'm above

The east river when you are in love

We're staring at all these lights

And I am going blind

Fill all of the navy yards

With hard working security guards

Cuz the numbers are wearing out

My plastic access card

How can I begin to say

I feel better off when we stay

In paris on winter nights

Beneath the snowy veil

Content like a panda bear

Still breathing the fresh mountain air

I'll put on a diving tank

And sing when I inhale