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The air is still at 3 |
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The streets are asleep for now |
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The world, it folds it?s arms |
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It embraces me. |
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And hides me from all harm |
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It hides me from all harm. |
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I ponder the loss of stars |
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In the night sky, |
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A smoked filled air tonight |
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For all of us |
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I weep for our loss. |
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I wander these streets |
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The corners I turn |
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Solace in shadows and road lights |
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That burn comfort in thoughts |
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I am home. |
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Tears flood the streets at 3 |
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Drowning out my broken heart |
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Loneliness spreads it?s arms |
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It embraces me. |
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And kills me so slowly |
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It kills me so slowly. |