Sometimes the shapes of things
Seduce your soul right in
And then you do it all again
Sometimes the face of fate
Is hard and comes so late
You never can procrastinate
In your sleep you can feel a kind of sinking
In the deep you just can't see the sun for the light
In your daze you can't stop, you can't stop yourself from thinking
About the ways you could get out of the night
But you're caught, you're caught in the city of love
Sometimes the ghosts disperse
Then they come back much worse
Lost in a drifting universe
In the end you can hear the trumpets playing
Round the bend where the river, the river turns into falls
In the flames, oh, you can hear, you can see the people praying
There's no escape, there's no way, there's no way out at all
When you're caught, you're caught in the city of love

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