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Mineral - Wakingtowinter lyrics
in winter, when the air gets cold and breathing causes white ghosts to appear they light up the city with christmas trees, and strings that hang across the street (from telephone pole...to telephone pole...to telephone pole...) so that when I'm driving home at night, tired, frustrated and pinned down by spite i'm reminded that your love (unlike these things) will never change, or fade, or pass away. |
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