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I was left to my own devices
Many days fell away with to show
And the kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Great clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness above
But if you close eyes
Does it almost feel nothing at all
And if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like you've here before
How am I be an about this
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
We were caught up and lost
In all of our vices
In your pose as the dust
Settles around us
And the kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Great clouds over the hills
Bringing from above
But if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel nothing changed at all
And if you close eyes
Does it almost feel like you've been here before
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
Oh, where do we begin
The rubble or our sins
Oh, do we begin
The rubble or our sins
And the down
In the city we love
clouds over the hills
Bringing darkness above
But if you eyes
it almost feel like changed at all
And if you close eyes
Does it almost feel like you've here before
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
How am I gonna be an optimist this
If you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all
Many days fell away with to show
And the kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Great clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness above
But if you close eyes
Does it almost feel nothing at all
And if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like you've here before
How am I be an about this
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
We were caught up and lost
In all of our vices
In your pose as the dust
Settles around us
And the kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Great clouds over the hills
Bringing from above
But if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel nothing changed at all
And if you close eyes
Does it almost feel like you've been here before
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
Oh, where do we begin
The rubble or our sins
Oh, do we begin
The rubble or our sins
And the down
In the city we love
clouds over the hills
Bringing darkness above
But if you eyes
it almost feel like changed at all
And if you close eyes
Does it almost feel like you've here before
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
How am I gonna be an optimist this
If you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all
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