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Moonlit Spell
04:28
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Fade my image black,
Try to fathom my own wreck.
Hold me to your chest,
You've got me feeling like a lover again.
Pretty memories call for me, but I pretend that I can't see.
Driving under a moonlit spell, towards an end at a cheap motel.
Caught up in structures that don't fall apart.
Sing slow to the stillness that moves in the dark.
Watch time as it crumbles at the foot of your door.
I've heard words that have never been spoken before.
A trail of desperate sex,
A loveless kiss on my lifeless lips.
Fade my image back,
And tune your step to my staggered step.
I held a lonesome note,
to coax you in to my cheap motel.
I came to make you cry,
But only managed the sweetest sigh.
Caught up in structures that don't fall apart.
Sing slow to the stillness that moves in the dark.
Watch time as it crumbles at the foot of your door.
I've heard words that have never been spoken before.
Caught up in structures that don't fall apart.
Sing slow to the stillness that moves in the dark.
Watch time as it crumbles at the foot of your door.
I've heard words that have never been spoken before.
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The Sound
03:02
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I took off and left behind,
My spiteful little face.
You shook it off,
But you could never stay away.
Do you recall,
The way you spoke to me?
With so much love,
How could I set you free?
The sound was instantly lost,
As soon as I stepped outside.
Drowned out by unfamiliar highways.
Drowned out by the next god damned town.
I held back, pulled away.
Did you know I wouldn't stay?
I chose myself I guess,
Did I do it in the wrong way?
I witnessed sunsets,
I tripped down by the lake.
I watched it all fall apart and I still don't know my place.
And the sound was instantly lost,
As soon as I stepped outside.
Drowned out by unfamiliar highways.
Drowned out by the next god damned town.
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