The Chase - Propaganda

Chasing after passing visions

And traces buried by the tide

Chasing after passing visions

And traces buried by the tide

Hunting for the bygone picture

Reviving phantoms of the past

Hunting for a bygone picture

Chasing after passing visions

Of this magic of your touch

And traces buried by the tide

Your secret smile, I can’t forget

Chasing after passing visions

We could turn back the pointers of the clock

And traces buried by the tide

Oh if I could and if you would