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[ti:Elegie] |
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[ar:Patti Smith] |
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[al:] |
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I just don't know what to do tonight, |
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My head is aching as I drink and breathe |
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Memory falls like cream in my bones,moving on my own. |
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There must be something I can dream tonight, |
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The air is filled with the moves of you, |
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All the fire is frozen yet still I have the will, |
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oooh,ah...... |
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Trumpets,violins,I hear them in the distance |
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And my skin emits a ray,but I think it's sad,it's much too bad |
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That our friends can't be with us |
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Today..... |
