Foals Spanish Sahara

So I walked into the haze And a million dirty ways Now I see you lying there Like a lie low losing air air Black rocks and shoreline sand Still that summer I cannot bare And I wipe the sand of my arms Lets bannish the horror the place that youd wanna Leave the horror here Forget the horror here Forget the horror here Leave it all down here It s future rust and then its future dust Forget the horror here Forget the horror here Leave it all down here It s future rust and then its future