Ghost Nation lyrics

Too old to move - too rich to ignore
Garden of Eden on the South Pacific shore
Sweet wonderland.

No horizon - no borderline
Too far away to know or define
Sweet wonderland.
Empty playground - drenched in sorrow
The forest weeps last harvest tomorrow
Sweet wonderland.

Made in Japan
The pleasure boats are leaving
But there`s nowhere to go
Into time-on, only minutes left
Hear the whistle blow
Sweet wonderland.

Dream of the future - forget about the past
I`ll sell you something - you think it`s gonna last
Sweet wonderland
Give away your riches - give away your gold
Ghost nation`s soul can never be sold.
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