If red's the only color
Left inside my head
I don't want to deceive you.
I've seen all of their faces
Known not more than names
I've been here before.
I've been here once before
The rhythms of the people
Running round our bed
Are much too strong to break.
History has started
To make much more sense.
I am older than you're wanting.
No, its not like before

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