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Dear readerIf it feels like a trap, you’re already in oneDear readerGet out your map, pick somewhere and just runDear readerBurn all the files, desert all your past livesAnd if you don’t recognize yourselfThat means ادامه مطلب

Long were the nights whenMy days once revolved around youCounting my footstepsPraying the floor won’t fall through againAnd my mother accused me of losing my mindBut I swore I was fineYou paint me a blue ادامه مطلب

My love was as cruel as the cities I lived inEveryone looked worse in the lightThere are so many lines that I’ve crossed unforgivenI’ll tell you the truth, but never goodbye I don’t wanna look ادامه مطلب

… I, I loved you in secretFirst sight, yeah, we love without reasonOh, twenty-five years oldOh, how were you to know, andMy, my love had been frozenDeep blue, but you painted me goldenOh, and you ادامه مطلب

And the tennis court was covered upWith some tent-like thingAnd you asked me to danceBut I said, “Dancing is a dangerous game”Oh, I thoughtThis is gonna be one of those thingsNow I knowI’m never gonna ادامه مطلب

We were in the backseatDrunk on something stronger than the drinks in the bar“I rent a place on Cornelia Street”I say casually in the carWe were a fresh page on the deskFilling in the blanks ادامه مطلب

Break my soul in two looking for youBut you’re right hereIf I can’t relate to you anymoreThen who am I related to? And if this is the long haulHow’d we get here so soon?Did I ادامه مطلب

You said it in a simple way4:00 a.m. the second dayHow strange that I don’t know you at allStumbled through the long goodbyeOne last kiss, then catch your flightRight when I was just about to ادامه مطلب

It’s been a long timeAnd seeing the shape of your nameStill spells out painIt wasn’t rightThe way it all went downLooks like you know that now Yes, I got your letterYes, I’m doing betterIt cut ادامه مطلب

The drought was the very worst(Oh-oh, oh-oh)When the flowers that we’d grown together died of thirstIt was months and months of back and forth(Oh-oh, oh-oh)You’re still all over meLike a wine-stained dress I can’t wear ادامه مطلب