And when the first one
Feels like the last one
And the
Once upon a second chance
at love and death
and
Lived in the city on a street on a street
I don’t feel cool
Just a little bit cold
Looking down
And when the first oneFeels like the last oneAnd the
Remember the pastRemember it well and forget it before it
Contact lost transmissionSatellite not made by handsForrest frozen echoDrifts ac
Every time I turn around I see another oneRun bitter
Verse II was a seagull in an endless flightCircling the
Welcome to our daydream it's a perfect place to hide
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