To see within is to feel without a light Who'd have thought that we'd break the things we like? To find a stone just to bounce across the pond Is the path it makes, that's a clue to other songs Her hair curls in the damp of the night The scent recalls like a photograph with life Her hair, it curls in the depth of the night The scent recalls like a photograph with life To live without is to live under a spell Who'd have thought that we'd turn our home to hell? To find a bone and to float it down the stream It's the path it takes that's a clue to many greens Her hair curls in the damp of the night The scent recalls like a photograph with life Her woollen coat under yellow sodium lights Records the air like a memory of night Her hair curls in the damp of the night The scent recalls like a photograph with life Her woollen coat under yellow sodium lights Records the air like a memory of night
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