Trentemøller - Neverglade

As high as the ladder would climb
We tumbled inside
And hardened the white of our eyes
And the stars have arrived
To start on a lusty kind of tale
So take your tought train home
Through animals and slaves
And your city blows them away

And just as the curtains were raised
Somebody was asking away
Aladdin was out of his cave ...
And we all fell down as the weatherman sighed
Weatherman sighed of crooked rain
Crooked rain that grew on trees
Grew on trees in the back of brains
Even the Devil would pay
For half of a glass
Of crooked rain alone could only make him laugh
But that face was never mine

And just as the buttons came off
The lawful thought of an angry crowd
Just like a secret we will be found
We are the circus, we are going to town

So don't waste time, don't waste time
For the haze never really made out here in Neverglade
Neverglade

I'm going outside to chase the rain
And you're gonna stay in the basement again
The distant sound have put on the waves
The waves...