Текст Sloan – Neither Here Nor There

Took a chance on a foreign city
Rarely bored nor sitting pretty in one place
Longer than you anticipate
Correct me, I’m suspecting that

What we’ve seen and all the features
Crystal vistas and downtown creatures
Will reveal that we’re neither here nor there

Some people are born posthumously
Faded when they made it, crowned a crossword clue
My only previous concerns were deciding on desserts
But now I put her first, shall I dare to be wise?

It remains to be a a foreign city
Perhaps it somewhat seems quite fitting
To question the archives if they play their part
In a case of hypochondria of the heart