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It was a blessing that you choose |
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I swear I wasn't twenty two |
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On the steps in the foggy night |
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Of that old Basilica |
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The stars cold and deep |
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Beneath the sea |
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Or somewhere beyond there |
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Sofia sky |
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Sky |
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And the bottles line up like soldiers |
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Across the old white window sill |
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I'm watching this city |
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As it eats me half alive |
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In the forgotten night |
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It was a blessing that you choose |
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I was never even close to inside your ice |
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But is there anything |
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more than this haunted park |
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And our hollowed eyes |
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Will we really be forgotten |
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Did you really move back to the mountains |
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I think I emptied my chest entirely |
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At the station |