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through these city nightmares
You'd walk with me
and we'd talk of it
with idealistic assurance
that it wouldn't tear us apart
we'd keep our heads
above the blackened water
but there's no room for ideals
in this mechanical place
and You're gone now

through a grimy window
that i can't keep clean
through billowing smoke
that's swallowed the sun
You're nowhere to be seen

do You think our desires
still burn?
i guess it was desires
that tore us apart
there has to be passion
a passion for living
surviving
and that means detachment
every-body has a weapon
to fight You with
to beat You with
when You are down
there were too many
defence between us

doubting all the time
fearing all the time
doubting all the time
fearing all the time

that like these urban nightmares
we'd blacken each other skies

when we passed the subway
we tried to ignore our fate there
of written threats on endless walls
unjustified crimes carried
on stifled calls
would You walk with me now
through this pouring rain?
it used to mingle with
our tears then dry with the hopes
that we left behind
it rains even harder now

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