Larissa's Lagoon
Down in Larissa's lagoonShe sits by the light of the moonShe's hearing voices in her headShe must be strongShe must not give in to their songShe's hearing voices in her head
Down in Larissa's lagoonHer guests; they sleep in separate roomsBut her father comes to tuck her into bedShe's lost her mindGot no controlAnd there's nowhere else to goWhen her father comes to tuck her into bed
But Larissa woke up one morningsinging, "Hallelujah,Remember me for my passion;The paradise that I imagined,Hallelujah."
Down in Larissa's lagoonThe skies; they never look blue'Cause someone spiked the rainWith a little extra juiceShe thinks she's being followedAny minute she'll be swallowedSomeone spiked this rainWith a little extra juice
But Larissa woke up one morningsinging, "Hallelujah,Remember me for my passion;The paradise that I imagined,Hallelujah."
Hallelujah...hallelujah...hallelujah...hallelujah
Down in Larissa's lagoonThere is no force that's greaterLooming deep within a very, very, very troubled girlShe stays awake for hoursPicking out the sweetest flowersTo lay upon the grave of a very, very troubled girl
But Larissa woke up one morningsinging, "Hallelujah,Remember me for my passion;The paradise that I imagined,Hallelujah."