down in larissa's lagoon

she sits by the light of the moon

she's hearing voices in her head

she must be strong

she must not give in to the song she's hearing voices in her head

down in larissa's lagoon

her guests-they sleep in seperate rooms

but her father comes to tuck her into bed

she's lost her mind got no control and there's no where else to go when her

father comes to tuck her into bed

but larissa woke up one morning singing hallelujah

remember me for my passion, the paradise that I imagined

hallelujah...

down in larissa's lagoon

the skies-they never look blue

'cause someone's spiked this rain

with a little extra juice

she thinks she's being fallowed, any minute she'll be swallowed

someone's spiked this rain

with a little extra juice

but larissa woke up one morning singing hallelujah

remember me for my passion, the paradise I that imagined

hallelujah...

hallelujah...hallelujah

hallelujah...hallelujah

down in larissa's lagoon

there is no force that's greater

looming deep within a very very very troubled girl

she stays awake for hours

picking out the sweetest flowers

to lay upon the grave of a very very troubled girl

but larissa woke up one morning singing hallelujah

remember me for my passion, the paradise that I imagined

hallelujah