Ask a question and you'll get an answer yeah
but no-ones talking in here
and my heart hangs in the air
my heart hangs there
Take the dog out for a walk
along the winding frozen paths
The walls are cracked
and all the talk
is not of us it's of the past
So don't you say
you'll never leave
cause we were born of falling leaves
And all the lamps
that light the streets
are burnt out memories
Listen
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