Faron Songtext / Lyric

Antiques, every other sentiments an antique

As obsolete as warships in the Baltic

I'm driving on a straight road it never alters

And the radio serenades but doesn't falter



You offer infrared

Instead of sun

You offer paper spoons

And bubble gum



Late sky

Like an all night radio station

Without morning

Like stumbling on Pearl Harbor

Without warning



You offer infrared

Instead of sun

You offer bubble gum






You give me faron young

Four in the morning

You give me faron young

Four in the morning



Every mother's

Son's romantic

Every mother's

Son's frantic



The sunset makes

A fence out of the forest

But here I am with head inside the bonnet

I've lost just what it takes to be honest



You offer infrared instead of sun

You offer bubble gum

You give me faron young

Four in the morning

You give me faron young

Four in the morning



Forgive me faron young

Four in the morning

Forgive me faron young

Four in the morning