"Echelon" lyrics - THE POP GROUP

A broken down melody
The saddest music in the world
In a haunted dancehall
The ghosts are still trying
To make sense of it all
I can dream can't I?
I can dream can't I?
They brought me a white tunic
They've drawn cool pearls
Echelon
I am pleased that they should do these things
Another world
These days of dissonance
This age of rage
A broken down melody
The saddest music in the world
Another world
Un autre monde
In a haunted dancehall
In a haunted dancehall