Hunters & Collectors - 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.