At Dawn, Three Michaels
Lying next to me

Still drunk and stifled
I ponder the thing

In regards to your calling
The message on my phone

You are not so defeated
To accept the erode

I am with you
I, I
We are pursued
By, by
Everyone knew
Salvation

I recall being gripped
By a horsehair mirage

Four visions, three Michaels
The first one was a lark

This room came with towels
And curtains on the glass

You could sleep here for hours
And no light would get past

We are in tune
By, by
Signals come through
Why, why
Do they love you?
Salvation

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