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I'll never learn my lesson
I mumble down the street
I make a faint impression
'Cause I am incomplete

I tried to be there
In the open
Tried to make you proud

I will walk through shadows of tall buildings until I slowly disappear

Make myself up for tourists
And join the living dead
'Cause there's no room for purists
This blue will turn to red
My blues will turn to red

I tried to be there
In the open
Tried to make you proud

I, I look into her faces
Will walk (and in her steely spaces)
Through shadows (I see her in reflection)
Of tall buildings (she offers me protection)
Until I slow- (beneath her tallest tower)
-Ly dis- (I think I know why I am here)
-Appear
I (her colors on the sidewalk)
Will walk (her lips will move but they won't talk)
Through shadows (so I'm trying to uncover)
Of tall buildings (the stillness of my lover)
Until there's no (and in her skyward reaches)
Thing more (I know there's nothing more)
To fear

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