Lyrics:

[Chorus 1]
Postcard stowaway within
Pristine indigo without
Banded ottoman as such
Sofa seated one too much

[Chorus 2]
All along the range, ra-da-da-da-da[x2]
Ra-da-da-da-da
Ages of you[x3]

[Chorus 1]

[Chorus 2]

[Verse 1]
Train pulls over hanging bridge
Conductor looks up, thinks
Out and down, hands stuck to the left
To the right, you should fall
The horses just don't gossip anymore

[Chorus 1]

[Chorus 2]