New York
To that tall skyline I come
Flyin' in from London
I met you once before the first time
Cinema 1 or
The last train is nearly due,
The underground is closing soon,
And
I bruise you, you bruise me
We both bruise too easily
Too
April, come she will
When streams are ripe and swell with
When you're weary
Feeling small
When tears are in your eyes
I'll dry
Is it a kind of dream,
Floating out on the tide,
Following
I'll never let you see
The way my broken heart is
shattered dreams, worthless years
here am i incased inside a hollow
Are the stars out tonight?
I don't know if it's cloudy
Since we can no longer make it girl,
I found a
All the friends I belived in
I believed in for a
Hello, darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you
We share the days of laughter,
We share the nights of
we are going, heaven knows where we are going,
we'll know
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