The mists drift across us
From where a naked Apollo stands
And I am slain like the Minotaur
But not in Theseus's hands
Is it these ageing monuments
That make a place, a place
Or do they mark scant history
While the rest is erased
Now, you've seen the tourist attractions
What else would you like to do
You'll be back on a plane in a few days
So let's not waste our precious time, no
Attraction by proximity
You're alone and far from home
Longing for attachment
Just someone to hold
Attraction by proximity
I've been so lonely lately
But now I am warm
As you are warm
But it's just tourist attraction
This won't last too long at all
You'll be back on a plane in a few days
And you won't feel the urge to call