Running down an empty street Perhaps it was a railway station Smell of eau de cologne The sound of a celebration CHORUS Oh-oh-oh, dislocation Oh-oh-oh, dislocation Just a swimmer growing dimmer In the glimmer of a summer Waving gladly, swimming madly Never, never going under CHORUS The Sun was going down One quiet evening Someone came into the room While I was half-asleep We spoke for a while I couldn't see his face Later on when he was gone I realised I didn't catch his name CHORUS CHORUS CHORUS Just a swimmer growing dimmer In the glimmer of a summer Waving gladly, swimming madly Never, never going under