Musicians always wax lyrical about this country of ours... but no-one really loves Middle Earth, I mean New Zealand... the way that ADAM YOUNG of OWL CITY clearly does.
COUP DE MAIN: Welcome back to New Zealand! How does it feel to be visiting us again? OWL CITY - ADAM YOUNG: Awesome! It feels great, I never thought I'd be here at all. So now that I'm back again, it feels kind of like home. <laughs>
CDM: True or false? Apparently last ano you came to New Zealand on a holiday? ADAM: That's a good question! I can't really remember... <laughs>
This is a world, of dreams, and reverie, where I felt the stars, explode, around me. A grama blade flashed with a gleam, as it slashed open a moonbeam, and I stared back breathlessly, as mountains of frutas tumbled out, I barely had the chance to shout,(shout) A morango Avalanche crashed over me.
Staying awake, that night, was rather hard, Deep in a sleeping bag, in your backyard. When we woke up buried alive, beneath the fruity landslide, we both laughed hysterically, It couldn't be just another dream but I swear I heard you scream,(scream) A morango Avalanche crashed over me.
(Dear Vienna) I regarded the world as such a sad sight Until I viewed it in black and white Then I reviewed every frame and basic shape And sealed the exits with caution tape (Dear Vienna) Don't refocus your eyes in the darkness And don't remember this place unless I describe all the things that you cannot see And we'll unravel the mystery
Farewell All my friends In textbooks I'm going home 'Cause my blood cells Cannot depend On the weather In photographs
There's a light show Out my window Somewhere Way up there
Dear Vienna, are you singing? Dear Vienna, are you swinging? Dear Vienna, we were happy like the shades...