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It feels like somewhere between

Christmas and New Year

Only the sun beats down

The burn wants to swallow us up

Maybe we should just let it

If we let it maybe it'll help

It's the wrong scene

Just let London sleep

It feels like somewhere between

Applause and burden

At night in dreams

The witches crawl into my lungs

Maybe you shouldn't stop them

But you do and then I cough them all up

It's a dead stream

Just let London sleep

It's not like the movies

Facedown

In a beautiful nightmare

Lost in a space

That's keeping me drunk

Our sea legs

Wondering how the oceans start

We get homesick

At least we're together

All that we are

All that we need

Your eyes say

believe me

Stay Strong

Out from the light

Into the dark

You and me burn

On chariots of fire

I know I know

You are enough