Another cold night. This December sky is clear
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still I can't see the stars. The city lights tear up the sky
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So I walk these streets alone under the purple haze.
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Down the roads you don't know so you can't find me.
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So let's just pretend for one night
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That you won't come looking for me,
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That I'm never coming back.
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My thoughts escape my mind, they bounce between stone and glass.
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Reverberating, silent echoes of a distant past.
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Searching for the greener side but I can't find it.
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There are no answers here, just lies and this gray pavement.
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What would happen, just for tonight?
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If I had freedom just for one night
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would I find a better life?
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Would I come home to you
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or would I leave here tonight?
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Stones and Glass
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Dreams From Gin |