I don't want to see
these old photographs
a faded history
rolling with laughs
How many times can you say
I've got a good idea?
How many times can you pray
everybody disappear?
I thought everything was moving
but maybe it's just me?
Seems like everyone was talking
and only I could see
Now when I think of you
I think of empty rooms
I think of burning wood
and poisonous fumes
I thought everything was moving
but maybe it's just me?
Seems like everyone was talking
and only I could see
I thought that all the world was singing
but only I could hear
angels calling out my name
Oh my dear Oh my dear

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