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Take my hand let me show you around,
it's the same old place, to the streets we're bound.
Where colours play in the sky again,
through the windowpane, night time dissipates.

The heavy beating on the room.
The silent time consumed.
And now it never starts anew.

Slipping my hold.
It comes and it goes.
The feeling we're told, isn't so.

People pass we exchange a glance,
as the dogs do laugh in a background chant.
Cold air breathes down the cotton sleeves,
oh go back to sleep where the moonlight gleams.

The heavy beating on the room.
The silent time consumed.
And now it never starts anew.

Slipping my hold.
It comes and it goes.
The feeling we're told, cannot be so.
Slipping my hold.
It comes and it goes.
The feeling we're told, isn't so.

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