Parkside Heracles Lyrics

Where the avenue meets the trees

Over the gardens undone

Thinking alone, Heracles

Feels his night now begun

Maple to park, through the crowd

Playing bells and it smells of parades

The boy's an anomaly, born in a cloud

But he's a lover before he's afraid

Where the avenue meets the trees

Over the gardens undone

Thinking alone, Heracles

Feels his night now begun

Maple to park, through the crowd

Playing bells and it smells of parades

The boy's an anomaly, born in a cloud

But he's a lover before he's afraid