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A Cape Town, some royal crown, an hour I don't know where my wallet is Crawl to bed on a stranger's floor Lit cigarette, burning holes into their porch An old van, a farmer's tan, a venue I don't know where my wallet is Crossing roads where the city ends I don't know I don't know Can't get it back Can't get it back I fell asleep and saw The years had passed, I lost them all Reach into my head and find I don't remember most the time Oh, there's so much I would change Take more pictures Oh, I left so much to say Lеft so much to say All the missed connections Oh, I lеft so much to say Why do the years move faster? Oh, there's so much I could change Will I spend the effort? Oh, there's so much I could change Oh, there's so much I'd let go I'll somehow frame a narrative Where all my actions have some evil aim The worst is yet to come I'll retrace the capitol The day we wandered all the monuments A belly full of drinks What could I have done wrong, does intent equal fault? How to end a perfect day if not Finding what to blame on myself Nothing hits as hard as second time It's all lost its charm, but not its signs (A Cape Town, some royal crown, an hour) Nothing hits as hard as second time (I don't know where my wallet is) (An old van, a farmer's tan, a venue) It's all lost its charm, but not its signs (I don't know where my wallet is) The nights I fell asleep and saw (A Cape Town, some royal crown, an hour) The years had passed, I lost them all (I don't know where my wallet is) I reach into my head and find (An old van, a farmer's tan, a venue) I don't remember most the time (I don't know where my wallet is) The nights I fell asleep and saw The years had passed, I lost them all (I don't know where my wallet is) I reach into my head and find I don't remember most the time (I don't know) The nights I'd stay awake and saw The morning shed its shadows long The blanket I'd forget to bring I half-remember everything