down in larissa`s lagoon
she sits by the light of the moon
she`s hearing voices in her head
she must be strong
she must not give in to the song she`s hearing voices in her head
down in larissa`s lagoon
her guests-they sleep in seperate rooms
but her father comes to tuck her into bed
she`s lost her mind got no control and there`s no where else to go when her
father comes to tuck her into bed
but larissa woke up one morning singing hallelujah
remember me for my passion, the paradise that I imagined
hallelujah...
down in larissa`s lagoon
the skies-they never look blue
`cause someone`s spiked this rain
with a little extra juice
she thinks she`s being fallowed, any minute she`ll be swallowed
someone`s spiked this rain
with a little extra juice
but larissa woke up one morning singing hallelujah
remember me for my passion, the paradise I that imagined
hallelujah...
hallelujah...hallelujah
hallelujah...hallelujah
down in larissa`s lagoon
there is no force that`s greater
looming deep within a very very very troubled girl
she stays awake for hours
picking out the sweetest flowers
to lay upon the grave of a very very troubled girl
but larissa woke up one morning singing hallelujah
remember me for my passion, the paradise that I imagined
hallelujah