in five flights of true blue grace you drag your bags to gare du nord the crude tracks of love that streak roll down your cheeks and hit the floor cross the way to the wind i watch you slip away but seasons will turn and i will do the same clear skies ever closer all of our goodbyes we will get over oh the darkness descends down on me again through it all you stood tall and in the photograph you have caught me in my prime love and lust girl shoulders wide a token of a kind of time when the weight of the world would skip across your lips and i know the universe its at my fingertips clear skies ever closer all of our goodbyes we will get over oh the darkness descends down on me again through it all you stood tall im in love im in love with im in love im in love with shine a light on the whispering clear skies ever closer all of our goodbyes we will get over oh the darkness descends down on me again through it all you stood tall
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