In the land of yesterdays
I’m gone fishing in a velvet haze
In the land of yesterdays
Red carnations in a plastic vase
In the land of yesterdays
Shadows are falling on a tender plain
Hey little kid, come in from the cold
Your father is sick and your things must be sold
An orphanage sits in the snow
Of a winter you lost long ago
They teach the girls sewing and cooking and baking
They teach the boys hunting and money
And the mission bells toll on and on
And lead us to days that have gone
Gone…Gone…
In thе land of yesterdays
I’m running blindly after nеon trains
In the land of yesterdays
The moon like fire in a horse’s mane
In the land of yesterdays
Shadows are falling on a tender plain
You can never return (turn back, turn back)
You can never return (turn back, turn back)
You can never return (turn back, turn back)
That island has burned
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The Felice Brothers Lyrics – Land of Yesterdays